Omran A Little Too Crying Poem by Tamiz Ludi

OMRAN A LITTLE TOO CRYING
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TAMIZ UDDIN LUDI

Omran, do not sit silent like that,
rather than crying a bit.
Your bloody dusty face, your eyebrow dabbed eyes
Omran is mocking the bomb blast
Ironically, the more international politics of dirty
dirty politics.


The UN, the United Nations National charter is being
torn apart by fragments
Arab and Mediterranean waters
Who knows what a mysterious dominance!
Superpower game.
You do not need to know what's left out of your
mother's breast
You will see the olive forest, the festal splender of
the birds flying in the shade.
You'll see 'Tom and Jerry', 'Pokemon',
you'll see the dusk, the morning of Arrival
You see, the sky of Aleppo, the high mountains
You'll see a tricky, sharp lip hawk.

Omran, do you know that Arabians, Greeks,
Armenians, Kurds, etc.
Caucasian and Sunni, Christian, Salafi, Yazdi
Your country was amazing
Was the win of the people
Who is dividing the division split today,
this country of high mountains
And killing thousands of children like you,
Omran and women.

Omran, do not sit silent like that,
rather than crying a bit.