Since 1948

The fire was burning like inferno Blood, burned fleshes of the people Ashes of lost hopes and believes Under the rubbles of the ruined city And the skies beyond the river Beyond the seas of human aspirations Occupied by the invader and the allies With the lies and hatred and arsenals Again, those children without limbs Among the shadows of the dead bodies Smelling like burned fleshes, rotten Yet, with memories- burning like hell The leaders around the round table Like those cannibals of Neolithic age Beaming in joy, with wider smiles Smelling human fleshes burned alive Yet nothing was objectionable after Those lies and deceptions of October 7th As everything was just in accordance With the Nakba, since 1948. Since long… ©SriSuvro 3rd August’ 2024