Tongues Of Fire
Anger smolders like burning coals;
igniting flames that consume souls.
The Gaza Strip is bombed in mass,
as hearts shatter, like broken glass.
Torrid tongues of fire lick the sky,
tasting Death as the jets scream by.
And there is no safety in caves
nor shelters that morph into graves.
Israelis don't believe it's odd,
Muslim blood stains the hands of God.
For words scrawled on banners of hate:
tout that Gaza will rue its fate.
Mother and child, entombed by Death:
pray for vengeance, with their last breath.
And spilled on the altar of pride
an ocean of blood: drowns each side.
There is no pity found in age;
for the young and old, share their rage.
And as righteous flames sear the ground;
hate, mistrust, and revenge abound.
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