Heavens fold arms to watch us
melt.
Earth play host to casualties.
It wasn't long before death
drenched us in realities
We sixth-sensed it that our
souls have left.
Space play host to deadly
drones in mid-air.
And so down monuments hurled,
Kaput bodies cuddle mud and
furs curled.
The Labyrinth of a nation
experiencing tear and wear.
A loud hush of rocket collapsed
all our dreams.
It rides unscathed and silenced
our screams.
Shall we just end it here in
the war of Palestine?
See, feel, and hear them cry.
Hear the children cry and
buried bones dry.
Heavens!
I charge you here and now save
their intestines.
===Written by: Salem M.J. Hunjo
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