1st place in the #gazawritesback competition. A young boy. From Gaza. Missing things that are needed, and yet you can't say anything, they're choking you though not in a direct way, your sitting on the ground, with your ripped pants and shirt, but it's not because it's the new fashion no its something entirely different, it's because of them, they stopped all the suppliers from helping you out, they took control over water and food, over electricity and other important things. All of that was a reason of why people died and passed away. But I didn't say it was the only reason... Copyright © 2017. All rights reserved.

a collection of anthologies written in times of grief, boredom or need for attention. © ray ling [jupitired] all rights reserved

a compilation of tidbits dedicated to our brothers and sisters in Palestine ❤

ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ᴀs ᴘᴇʀᴇɴɴɪᴀʟ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜᴛʜ Storms are temporary. They come and go, but when they hit us, we may not be prepared. These poems may seem bleak and dark at first but as you read along, you'll realise that all we have to do to get over such hurdles in our lives is just to embrace the storm. I hope you find you find meaning in these poems just as I have and I wish all of you every happiness. -'AMN **ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇs 'ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ sᴜɴʙɪʀᴅ', ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪsʀᴀᴇʟ-ᴘᴀʟᴇsᴛɪɴᴇ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴢᴀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. © apostropheA (2014)