Gaza Baby
Justice sags for those in rotten rags
Those in uniform is kept razor tight
Where is your bleeding heart now.
A baby, whose line crossed
Where history meets,
Dies
Unschooled
To tear gas rain,
Condemned,
Justice floats away
Like a forgotten balloon.
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