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...
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