You shout refugees
I can shout refugees
Right back at you
I see your 600,000
And raise you 300,000
But what does that do
And where does that get us
You spend billions of dollars
In weapons
That could have built
Hospitals schools and farms
Like the ones we built
Following the devastation
You created
Instead you built
Squalid refugee camps
And tunnels of darkness
Screaming victim
As you self-destructed
And pointed a finger elsewhere
Blaming shaming
Succeeding in acquiring
A badge of martyrdom
As you threw your children
Into the flames
Exactly what have you done
And where has it gotten you

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