Echoes of Strife: a Crumbling Reality
Upon the backdrop of an arid land, scorched by strife and climate, olive trees weep beneath piles of rubble while the innocent souls of Palestine suffer a cruel fate, burdened by unjustifiable collective punishment. They endure the crippling onslaught imposed on them by a powerful and relentless fist, crushing the poppy petals of resolution. As cries of despair ricochet off shards of shattered glass, piercing the conscience of a world that remains silent to their plight, backs turned while paths burn. As pledges have already been made, but do we not have a moral responsibility to help the victims tangled in the crossfire of disproportionate retaliation?
Copyright © Billie Jama | Year Posted 2023
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