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Gaza Speaks


Gaza Child


 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 bluebirds

I would love to close my eyes and see children smiling 

No guns pointing at their heads 

Tell them stories of lily-like fairies in far-away lands

 Not of bullets shrieking.... missiles exploding 


How can I? 

How can I? 

How can I?

 How can I? 

There is a dagger in my heart 

I am hurting 


 I bleed, 

I cringe 

I cry 


I am being slaughtered 

Under your watchful eyes

 I am cold… cold…. cold 

I 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


In Gaza's alleyways 

Humanity, where are you?

 Look at me 

See me 

I am here 


In Gaza's alleyways

 I cringe I cry


 Enough turning the other way ! 

Turning a deaf ear

 Turning a blind eye 

While I, and oh ! 

My poor children

Die . 


“To smile when confronted with the most severe oppression, is an act of Resistance rooted in unparalleled beauty.”

~ Jonathan Azaziah

"And I, a Palestinian from occupied Palestine, refuse to share
my homeland with Zionist colonizers"

 ~ Reham Alhelsi

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