For Gaza Tears fall for every name On the endless martyr list I stop to call for the shame Of the soul holding that iron fist. That child with curls and hopes Is lying cold on a bed of lies His life cut short by ropes That have silenced the broken cries The mother with open aching arms Is searching for ways to fill them In her mind are a thousand alarms As she walks blindly in the mayhem This father wounded and broken Helplessly unable to stop the hurt Holding back words unspoken Tears soaking a blood stained shirt And the evil continues to stomp in It creeps around in heavy boots Disturbing the serenity from within Civilians and children it executes It cares not for humanity It cares not for equality It craves atrocity It craves iniquity This evil has taken human form, It has eyes, ears, mouth, and all It is rumbling up a bloody storm Its waiting to hear the final call Its face you have seen before Its soul is far colder than yours Its now pinned you to the floor Its now slammed all the doors Imagine being one of the trapped Imagine waiting for the next drone Imagine feeling kidnapped In a place you called home Imagine being a victim of this crime Knowing no rescuers are coming Knowing youre running out of time In your ears the ongoing drumming The worlds eyes are jaded and grey Looking on at life beyond the haze Standing still in the doorway Unwilling to do more than gaze A bully with no teachers around Is standing over a frightened soul He is rubbing his face into the ground His only mission is to control Bones will break, blood will pour Skin will tear, muscles will burn The inequality of this war Should be everyones concern But still the spirit is one of might Souls will awaken, hearts will soar With prayer and fight We will stand up from that floor
Posted on: Tue, 15 Jul 2014 06:56:46 +0000
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