Just Another Day In a Genocide

Dark gray metal and bullet holes
and you can’t walk on the streets,
the wailing and moaning
and the mothers cries,
the soldiers laughter as they smoke another cigarette.
And the rape and the slaughter
just another day in a genocide.
And why does the mournful mother cry?
Her young son has too much bravado,
and it will be just another bullet to the head.
And see the broken bodies piled high
just another day in a genocide.
The blood soaked ground cries out its stench,
life doesn’t matter
just another day in a genocide.
And the money pours in, its a death trap
and the slaughter grows—blown off limbs everywhere
while the tears flow down wrecked faces
and they wonder where God is
in all the broken down mess.
And just another day in a genocide.
Will her milk run dry while she looks into her starving babe’s eyes?
And a little bit of her dies each day,
its a messed up world
and just another day in a genocide.
Why doesn’t anyone hear their cries?
Take a walk in their shoes through hell, and pain, and darkness,
and tell me its not just another day in a genocide.
But one day, one day, my suffering brothers and sisters
the flowers will grow between broken shards of glass,
and the light will shine at last, 
yay, the light will shine
through those broken pieces of glass,
and the ground cries out their names to Hosanna in the Highest
as He gathers them home into His loving arms,
and its just another day in Paradise.
And milk will flow once more 
and there will be children’s laughter on the streets
and they will smell their mother’s cooking again,
and love will flow like a river down paths paved with gold,
and those tears, those tears will grow abundance in the land,
there will be no more pain and sorrow,
no more staring into a soldier’s cold eyes
as he rapes his litter sister with a gun pointed to his head
and he wants to explode
WHY!?
And it’s just another day in a genocide.

#FreePalestine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gentry Avatar
April 18, 2018 at 8:43 PM
Congratulations on your win.
Martin Avatar
April 20, 2018 at 1:12 PM
Thanks!
Gauthier Avatar
April 17, 2018 at 4:17 PM
O Sheryl, congrats on such a powerful and most troubling write. Brrr...
Martin Avatar
April 18, 2018 at 9:43 PM
Thank you! I'm glad it is "troubling" -- we all need to be troubled by the numerous genocides happening around the world today.
Hamilton Avatar
April 17, 2018 at 3:14 PM
A sad tale told here Sheryl, congrats on a fine win!
Martin Avatar
April 18, 2018 at 9:42 PM
Thanks! Too many genocides in the world today unfortunately and I think more to happen unless humanity becomes intentional and proactive.
One Avatar
March 2, 2018 at 2:31 PM
I am also an advocate for Palestine, makes me sad when people think Israel is the victim of Palestinian hostility.. but that is the Zionist controlled media manipulating people..
Martin Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 7:55 PM
The Qur'an frequently states to use our "reason," but unfortunately in today's world it is a lost art--it is quick sound bytes and gaining information the quickest way possible, so most people never learn the truth.
One Avatar
March 2, 2018 at 8:37 AM
What a sad world we live in, once again you expressed this so well.. a sad reality of life..
Martin Avatar
March 2, 2018 at 2:15 PM
Thank you. This particular poem comes from the research of the Palestine/Israeli conflict which has greatly motivated me to become a strong advocate for the Palestinian people.
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