Friday, 29 August 2014

Poem of Gaza

GAZA
 
Buildings collapse,
Bodies everywhere,
Children running for their mother,
Crying searching for them.

The bombing of a refugee camp,
Craters filled with disfigured ankles,
Splattered torsos,
But no sign of a face.

The children protected,
Hugging their love,
 The older rise,
Struggling for their land.

Zionist work,
Murder one by one,
Without mercy,
Poor Gaza.

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