For Syria ❤

Look behind the enemy lines
 you'll be amazed at what you find
 Dictators and Governments shaking hands
 as land is seized at their command.

 They fail to highlight the slaughter
 they forget to name the martyr's
 those who die in vain
 to tell the world of their sorrow and pain.

 Restless souls wail
 on a land of barren soil
 against all odds roses grow
 the blood of the dead once again raise their head.

 Thorns protect their place of rest
 seeds of love are sown
 the world looks on oblivious
 as roses continue to grow.

 Women and children slaughtered
 when will this madness end
 what goes around comes around
 Karma has no friend.