I would
love to write poetry about love,Paint
rainbows and butterflies,Smell the
scent of pink rose buds,And dance;
Dance with
the melody of jubilant bluebirdsI would
love to close my eyes and see children smilingNo
guns pointing at their headsTell them
stories of lily-like fairies in far-away landsNot of
bullets shrieking.... of missiles explodingBut
How can I?
There is a dagger in my heart
I am
hurtingHurting
I bleed,
I cringe
I cry
HUMANITY,
WHERE ARE YOU?I am being
slaughteredUnder your
watchful eyesI am
cold... cold.... coldI cringe
I cry
Humanity,
where are you?Why do you
turn your face away?Why do you
keep looking the other way?I am here
Languishing
In Gaza's alleyways
Humanity,
where are you?Look at me
See me
I am here
Sighing
In Gaza's alleyways
I cringe
I cry
Humanity,
Enough
turning the other way !Turning a deaf ear
Turning a blind eye
YOU ARE READING
Palestine
PoetryHere,where the hills slope before the sunset and the chasm of time near gardens whose shades have been cast aside, we do what prisoners do we do what the jobless do, we saw HOPE. A bunch of poems about our beloved Palestine.