A Poem by Batool Saifuddin of Class XA

Life is so unpredictable,
For a boy who`s born,

In circumstances unusual,

In consequences, unusual.

He called as cute boy,
With a lots of joy

Time passed with happiness,
But suddenly it became sadness,

One day that boy was found dead,
Near the big and silent sea

Why was he dead? Why?
People must have asked.

He was a Syrian refugee,
Trying to reach Europe,

But the boat sank in the sea,
Death brought him to the shore for free,

First he was called son, beloved, dear boy
But now he is known as a dead refugee.