Death to all the Angels
Death to all the angels,
Death in the crying sky.
The eyes of hungry babies probe us.
They plead with us in abject terror.
In ghettoized Gaza,
No mother and child will sleep,
Bombed as they weep,
They are the fish in a barrel.
This is collective punishment
Of all the guilty infants.
All the guilty Palestinians will be cleansed,
They will be purged in reprisal.
The racism of the entitled
Hides behind their religious texts,
Their sanctimonious gaslighting of war.
Death to all the angels,
Death in the crying sky.
Copyright © Thomas Wells | Year Posted 2023
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