Burning Children Cannot Understand

Gravity    pulls us to this earth of ours
Where grace is needed  for the heart to flower
The need for roots is what each person feels
Yet how can roots grow through a floor of steel?

Settlement in legal terms means peace
Agreement reached and hatred will soon cease
What  name exists for taking land not ours
The occupier pays no price,  he has  the power

The British Empire   leaves a trail of death
Pakistan and India split by wrath
Balfour  did not care for Arab lives
Jewish people fell to genocide

Lit by raging  fires  on holy lands
Burning children  cannot understand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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