gaza

for so long a bloody affair...

of bloody streets filled with bodies, cold and blatantly dead,

of dilapidated homes, deprived of laughters,

with white phosphorus sprinkled on top,

children, emptied of their childhood, their future snatched,

peppered with bullets, like its somekind of a game,

dead by "accidents", purposely done man-made ones,

oh gaza! we cried you a river,

but what is it to match the power,those blind leaders have?

oh ye children of gaza,

keep the sage tea, and the breads, and the olive oil if you please,

for it is not time to give up hope,

just look beyond the horizon, insyaallah, help is approaching.