Difficulties life of seria's babies

Oh great lord, today you have not asked for anything for yourself, the children of Syrian children are not allowed to stay better. Their bloody faces, their eyes are troubling. Eyes of thousands of miles away, their screams hurt like a missile in my palate. What is the pain, the trouble, and the Lord, I can not. Nadkii massacre of the Putin army, the silent philosophy of world leaders, the world All the things seen in the Syrian little child also understood that no one would help them. Just before the death, the world spit in the face of conscience, saying, "I will tell my God all". Did you meet with the great Lord, the youngest child you met, how did you tell them about their helplessness, and they said to you? If you have been there, why are you still enduring? No one on earth will ever come to save them, their only hope is that you please save them. If the scene is inevitable, it is not there any healthy person who can bear it, why do you tolerate it?

The smell of bomb blasts and the explosion of bomb explosions have taken them to sleep, children have taken care of their childhood. When our children get dressed in colorful clothes on the Eid, they are there with friends? Yes they also run, but not for the game, save their lives. They also wear colorful clothes Colorful clothes in his own blood. One of the Syriac children crying said to his mother, "Mother, will our moon be raised in the sky someday "It does not have the courage to see what her mother answered.

Why is the sky burning in the sky, and why are they afraid of every second of their lives? Did we not show them only the foot of the child that was passing through the stack of destruction, so that we could not live up to them? Where can the shame of the people, where is the United Nations, where the human rights organization, the people who die in Syria? Here one comes forward? There are people who are dying are they? How do people see the big desire to learn more today.

On the charge of killing Shi'a, Laden is dead, militants say that Gaddafi is dead, why are not the people who are killing innocent people in Syria? Where are the Muslim leaders, where is their rampant? Where are the bloodshed in their heart, Do the leaders of the world think that the inadvertent children lie on the red color like the Shapala Chattar, and did not protest so much that they Why this silence, however, wants the right to Che?

Have the blood of Muslims been water today, have they forgotten their past? They have forgotten Ali, Omar, Khalid's heirs, have forgotten their power? O Great Omar, Ali, Ushmaana and come back again in the world. See that they have forgotten to break down, please burn them once in their blood. Please be the great savior who kills these silly people, their heed The do not want to destroy them, to wipe them from your holy texture.

The world is kicked in the face of conscience, who only sit in the AC room, only say big things. Those who are silent in their ribs, send a leader to break the funeral pyre's voice, O Rishwān who will protect the Muslims.
The whole Muslim Ummah waits for your absenteeism.