Refugee football in Syria
¶ 1
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Imagine you’re a terrified child
Fleeing persecution and danger
Betrayed by those you call your own
It’s a given you’d be brimming with anger
¶ 2
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They channel their fury on the field
Without doubt a powerful release
There’s an inner rage firing within
Grave expressions craving peace
¶ 3
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“Yaa Muhammad!” “Yaa Ustad!”
At Barr Elias they called my name
I’m proud I’m not a cause for fear
Thanks to the beautiful game
¶ 4
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