Gaza Poems

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Gaza Sonnet
A doctor`s house with two daughters came under artillery fire
while he who worked at the hospital in Gaza
Trying to save life after yet another Israeli attack, lost both
His children, the military late apologized.
After the funeral, the good doctor did not seek help for his
Immense suffering , but carried on working while
grief unburdened was eating

A Palestinian Genocide

Another American Colony
poisoned with venom and hate
Consumed by the world’s great religions
apparently, this was its fate

The Palestine homeland was stolen
by the powerful in our world
They took it and gave it to others
named it Israel, a new flag unfurled
Then created a thing they call AIPAC
for the funneling of funds every year
Take American taxpayer dollars
with each bomb

IMAGINE IT IS GAZA

Seeing a burnt image of a city destroyed
I imagined it was an Gaza update

I saw some celebrities crying on TV
Wondering what the future holds

Never mind, 
If it were Gaza, it doesn’t matter
Imagine LA is Gaza! 
The areal image is so similar.

To Gaza people

To Gaza people
—Real Abdullah

What will i say for Gaza,
I have no anything to say
When the people of Gaza, 
Don’t get any honor- like a pet.
Then i feel bad—I'm about to cry .

The gaza is the third world,
Probably God doesn’t live there
And doesn’t stay with Gaza people. 
Gaza is alone,
The people of Gaza are all alone.

Anyone

WHERE THE SUN FORGOT TO RISE

There lies a land behind the smoke,
Where silence screams and hearts are broke

Where lullabies drown in bombs and drones
And cradles turn to shattered stones

Babies cry with lips so dry
No blood, no milk, no tear left to cry

No schoolbell rings, no hospital stands, 
Just bones and ruins buried in the sand

They queue for crumbs and bleed

Don't Cry Gaza

Gaza, from a large prison, has turned into 
The graveyard of humanity, in the gloom of Arab world’s complacency.
The Gazans now await the awakening of our robbed conscience.
Witness to  their suffering, we are numbed by the bombs’ shockwaves
And the ether of injustice, reeking through the pages of New York Times.
My eyes are fixed on

the mule in Gaza

The mule in  Gaza

Slowly, on delicate legs, the last mule
in Gaza, pulling a cart carrying old 
mattresses, broken chairs, and small
shrouds of children to a resting place
Pulling a kart is as easy as there is no 
elevations in Gaza, nor is there 
a succulent green field where to feed
Who feeds the mule? It can't live on 
spent shells alone,

Gaza

Two thousand five, the Israeli PM thought there he knew the way
HE had to get out of Gaza, it's impossible to stay
"We can't rule over all these people, and the world will thank us too"
So he pulled out Jewish villages, but troubles only grew.

Hamas took charge in Gaza, it blamed even World Wars on the

The Grave Silence Over Gaza

I write not with anger, but with the burden of sorrow
that cannot be cleansed by diplomacy nor buried beneath the noise of geopolitics.
For in Gaza, the earth drinks the blood of children,
and the sky records the cries of mothers,
while the world—our world—calculates the cost of silence.

Under the shadow of international law,
we proclaimed the right to

Gaza

Gaza
The baby
Wrapped in a blanket
Looks at the camera
Emaciated face
Large eyes
Incomprehensively
Looks at me
I lower my gaze
Who is going to
Switch off
The killing machine
This harvester of 
Of death
Not yet, not yet

God Weeps in Gaza

—A Cry from the Rubble to the Thrones of Power—


In Gaza, the sky does not fall—
It rains fire.

Children sleep beneath concrete tombs,
Mothers wail into hollow winds,
And the olive trees
Bleed.

A boy holds his sister’s severed hand
Like a prayer,
Like a memory,
Like a question God won’t answer anymore.


America—
Your silence roars like F-16s,
Your aid is not charity,
But crucifixion money.

You

THE GENOCIDE IN GAZA

Oh yeah, promoters of war...
How  long will this mass massacre endure!?
How many more do you want to make 
homeless, starving and struggling to survive 
You can't feed the poor or help the needy,
But you always buy weapons for destruction
Have anything, country, city, place etc. flourish amidst war??

Oh yeah suicide bombers 
How far have you

Sky Weeps Over Gaza

Beneath a sky once soft and blue,
Now painted smoke, a darker hue,
The cries of children split the air
A lullaby of deep despair.

The earth, it shakes with fire and flame,
But none can tell the world who’s to blame,
Innocence lies in crimson pools,
While tyrants play with warlike tools.

A mother holds a lifeless hand,
A father searches through the

Human Rights

Every day, a new fight,
For the dignity of human rights.

People turning on each other,
Instead of standing strong together.

Prejudice against Black and Brown,
Judging skin while tearing down.

The suffering in Gaza—a tragic sight,
Reflecting the loss of humanity’s light.

The poor lie on roads to sleep,
Without enough food, their struggles are deep.

Villages parched with thirst and despair,
In lands where

The Air Filled With Cries

The air filled with cries,
As people see, humanity dies.
Gaza bleeds and screams,
While the rest of the world dreams.

Seeing their condition; eyes filled with tears,
But they refused to give what's theirs.
For the only one they fear is God,
Giving them hope that His help is near.

Little children die of hunger,
Telling the world their faith is stronger.
Hungry children

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