Ding dong not so merrily on high,
When bombs are raining from the sky,
Find some shelter if you can,
There’ll be no peace
In your fair land,
The wise men have voted from afar,
To send their birds of Armageddon
Against your wayward rebels to fight,
No chance of negotiation or reconciliation now,
They’ve scores to settle
And to flex their might,
Ding dong not so merrily
For Syria upon high,
More homes to be blasted into rubble,
More innocents to die.
Diane Scantlebury
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