How It Feels
In the lap of Mother,Nobody's there
Her fingers will never play in his hair
A pair of shoes she'd bought,waiting at the meal
Bleeding legs..cut feet..Murdered He returns,How it feels?
If the only voice you hear,is of Gun's fire
And people won't help saying ''You're a liar''
How it feels If your father meets his foe?
If his tongue is cut,Bleeding from head to toe?
If the only thing you see around is The Blood
What If somebody there your own is Dead!?
If your mother is dragged in the streets by her hair
How it feels If nobody stands up to help her there?
Innocents dying daily,Palestine dying to live!
Pity..Pity that you don't even have time to give!
It's not about Religion but 'bout Humanity!
Wake up!! Raise you Voice for Humanity's safety!
Written for the HUMANS of Palestine.
Poetess: Saba Khan
Contest: Make Me Cry