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My Mother Syria

My mother
she has been crying for
a long time now
weeping for her children
her children burning in flames

My mother is now shrieking
and screaming with pain
her skin being ripped off
her bones breaking
she’s crumbling, disintegrating.

My mother’s crying
her body tore apart,
she’s being raped openly
bombed, she’s in flames.

She;s being torn apart
The whole world is seeing her being
torn apart
and they’re all pretending to be blind
And she’s being torn apart
But yet the world pretends to be blind.

My mother’s tears have created their own ocean
And I the child, have found shelter
We’re safe in my mother’s tears
The world is too cruel
The world is deaf to our screams
The world is blind to our wounds
The world is dumb

My mother, my mother’s name is

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A Wall of Debris

In the distance,
a wall of debris.
Cold, damp, sunless,
forgotten, even.
An ode to all the
undiscovered words,
misplaced souls,
deceased dreams–
Those arrested in
eternal winter.

How many have given up their lives due to the carelessness of others?
Aren’t we all just living some variation of the same story?
Why is it so easy to divide, judge, negatively compartmentalize?
Let us always remember each other’s humanness.
Then, maybe we will finally understand what it means to empathize.

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Created in light of recent events that have occurred overseas in Syria. Please pray for these people and send them positive vibes/energy. THANK YOU GENRE FOR SPREADING AWARENESS!

“Lets put everything into perspective….

Warfare is a way of life

Like waking in the morning

To raid the dresser

Or waking in the middle of the night

To hellfire and airstrikes

Constantly living under pressure


Are you stressed from everyday pressures

Imagine the pressures that they face

Wondering if their families will survive another night

Their fears like refugees

Unable to stay in place


I’m ignorant 

I’m in my bubble

Off to work I go 

Encased by the false projections

That the media wants us to know 


Meanwhile someone is trapped inside the rubble 

Surrounded by destruction and death

Chemicals attaching to skin and bone

Count your blessings

It’s all we have left”


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Antiwar Art on the Streets of Berlin

In 1961, the conquering Soviet army built a concrete wall 140km long, dividing Berlin into two factions. German families were separated and hundreds of defectors were shot on sight as they tried to escape East Berlin and the communist government of the USSR.

In 1987, David Bowie traveled to the Berlin Wall for a concert attended by thousands of people on each side of the wall. This taste of Western freedoms and music sparked riots in East Berlin and an anti-Soviet sentiment began to surge. In 1988, Bruce Springsteen performed in East Berlin, further inspiring the East German people to protest their confinement.

November 9, 1989, the Berlin wall finally fell, uniting Berlin and Germany for the first time in almost 30 years.

Did art fell the wall? The German Foreign Office thinks so. When David Bowie died in 2016, they tweeted “Good-bye, David Bowie. You are now among #Heroes. Thank you for helping to bring down the #wall.”

War and oppression cannot win while artists protest. Art matters. Believe that.

And believe this also:

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

– George Santayana

View video for Berlin Antiwar Art below.

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Forgotten People

Walking through the ashes of what used to be lives
Not a person alive in sight
They fought this fight every day
Now they’ve gone away years before their time
Committed no crime but living
Cried cries that will never be heard
Can you hear that sound?
Can you see that person begging?
Can you feel their pain?
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