ALEPPO - 2016


 

Who dat chil ~ Who might he be?

He be so little ~ No bigger than a flea,

He just sittin ~ Almost like a stone,

Who dat chil ~ Just skin and bone?

 

Who dat chil ~ Who looks so sad?

Staring off ~ Seein somthin bad,

Not cryin ~ Not even a tear,

Who dat chil ~ A statue of fear?

 

Who dat chil ~ Amongst the rubble?

He lives in a war ~ Everyday's trouble,

This day ~ Bombs took his brother and home,

Who dat chil ~ Surrounded by loam?

 

Who dat chil ~ Does the world see?

He be so quiet ~ No will to flee,

Food sent ~ By the U.S. of A,

Who dat chil ~ Food bombed by Russian planes?

 

Who dat chil ~ That has no clue?

His world is war ~ As chaos ensues,

Syria and Russia ~ In concert it seems,

Who dat chil ~ Living in nightmarish dreams?

 

Who dat chil ~ Just a babe?

How many more ~ Pray to be saved,

Bring all dem chils ~ Brinem across the sea,

Who Dem Chils ~ Bring’em To Me-Me-Me And Me...

 

JerriFaye Thomason © 2016


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