syria
in syria :
atoms of dust we became
every cell wants to redeem
changing winds all we wait
everybody lost his head
empty shoes  we used to have
curved backs , thin nicks were the staff
long hair , heavy beard should be  shaved .
renting car is our  dream ,  or just to wave?
we are syrians , the pioneers of hope
we are syrians and living in pandora's robe
here the cradle of light , here the end of fight
here the begining of the christ flight
here the platonic love in black and white
in syria :
atoms of dust we became 
every cell wants to redeem
from global warm and american womb
to live in peace and stay at home
the syrian fate is to end the global hate
and emerge in every heart and every mate
so syria is a meaningful word
syria means the heart of world

mazin albalkhi