A CRY FOR HELP OF A PALESTINIAN CHILD Look at me 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... of missiles exploding But How can I? There is a dagger in my heart I am hurt Hurt Bleeding I cringe I cry HUMANITY, WHERE ARE YOU? 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 Languishing In Palestines alleyways Humanity, where are you? Look at me See me I am here Sighing In Palestines alleyways I cringe I cry Humanity, Enough turning the other way! Turning a deaf ear Turning a blind eye While I, And oh! My poor children DIE
Posted on: Tue, 04 Nov 2014 20:08:36 +0000
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