Peoples messed all over,
in the streets they rover,
bullets are flying around
mortar shells hit the ground
children dying next to their mother,
further down lies the dead father.
They left their home to save their life
but as they run away making a strive
they met death face to face,
he didn’t loose his pace,
in a jiffy he uprooted their soul
their bodies now lying there, foul.
Welcome to the Middle East
where war like a thirsty beast
takes the life of any innocent bystander
as fanatics fight to strengthen their power.