Come you zionists of israeeeeel
I can see through your mask
I can see through your lies
I can see you are committing genocide.
Come you people of earth
I want you to shout
I want us to stop the horror
I want it to be no more
Come all you human beings
I know that you know
I know that you care
I know that you are well aware
What we are seeing
Before our very eyes
Is more and more lies
To cover up a genocide.
When are we going to embrace ourselves?
History is not a straight line; it’s a cycle.
We see brothers and sisters getting killed,
Children being tortured,
Over what?
Some invisible lines to lands that are not ours?
How would our ancestors feel when they’ll see that nothing has changed?
How would God punish all of the wrong heads in charge?
Oh, dear sacred lands,
forgive us and retain the blood on your soil
until it’s time to turn back your coin.
As the plane thundered overhead,
the little one smiled—faint, fragile—
at last, he thought, help had come.
He hungered for bread,
for water,
for life.
He was mistaken.
With trembling hands,
he lifted his empty plate—
but death was what descended.
Fire rained from the heavens,
hell unleashed upon him,
though innocence clothed his soul.
And far away, they celebrated.
They named him terrorist—
a child who only begged for bread.
Yes—
a terrorist,
for daring to be hungry.
(For the restoration of justice, peace and normality in the middle east)
Pride of arabs, hezbollah
and you, iranian army
take the initiative. Unite!
to deal with the scumbags
and with the houthi for support
different cultures, common goal
together you can do this
Reclaim the stolen arab land
make israel disappear
the ethnostate of criminals
the most immoral country
the genocidal zionists
insult to all mankind
its puppet has blood on her hands
america's complicit
That entity should not exist!
a crime is its existence
for justice, for humanity
from every map erase it
(Then, the whole planet will rejoice
indians are excluded)
"Genocided genociders"
Look, the victims of holocaust
committing genocide
They bomb indiscriminately
the so-called open prison
With the embargo they imposed
they let civilians starving
There's no humanity in them
thus, i dub them subhumans *1
They have lost count on the dead
more than some sixty thousands
The former genocided ones
became genociders
Semites massacring semites
almost a fratricide
Behold the majestic zionism
in all of its greatest glory
The jews are now philistines
auschwitz is now gaza
Hitler is netanyahu
and nazis are now zionists
Americans, heroes of world war
are now israel's lackeys
A whole superpower
can't look them in the eye
SHAME on most evangelicals
they're anything but christians
But, this somehow has to end
one day they'll have to pay
It's not an "if", it is a "when"
have courage palestine.
(This poem is not a recent one)
unite people and stand together against the murderous nation who hides behind the ignorance of the masses by defiling the almighty's name. people don't be fooled by the evils of this nation and believe they are god's send because you to will be held accountable for the killing of a nation.
free the chains of starvation
free the chains of ignorance
free the chains of fear
free the people of Palestine
to much blood has been spilled of the innocent to much tears of the weak and oppressed to much hatred left behind in our children.
who will safe our people if not us,free our people free Palestine free our children who's tears our master is harvesting
free the chains of starvation
free the chains of ignorance
free the chains of fear
free the people of Palestine
Three thousand years of pain
One hundred and fifty generations,
Can we define this as insane
A cauldron full of grief and trepidation.
No one deserves this sorry fate
Enslaved and dispossessed,
Wondering the world as human freight
Herded and processed.
Yet there lies across the fence
A people just as ravaged,
Between the twain a situation tense,
That by history's sad fate - has too been savaged.
Israelis and Palestinians divided by their faith,
Fighting over dirt their grandfather's tilled,
Where once was pride in sense of place,
Now lonely graves where blood was
Spilled.
Is there an answer - a solution to this sorrow,
Where cousins in but name may coexist,
Or are we yet to see more wars to follow,
And not from killing to desist.
The future is not mine to give,
But a prayer to free them from this yoke,
May a path be found for all to live,
To make a life that’s more than hope.
The Tears Have Been Cried
The Banners Have Been Raised
As the thousands of Children Died
The Killers were praised
For the righteous few
Screamed for an end
While those on the pulpit fought those on the pew
But the pain would cleanse
Forgotten is empathy
It is a pity
For us to be empty
And look away to feel less ty
The words we say for ourselves and others
Would quench our thirst
But not the grieving mother
And not for those who wish they had died first
For the tears have been cried
And a solidarity call has been virtue signaled
But our meaningless pride
Will not fix those who have been mangled
By the disinformation
And the weapons of genocide
But this is our station
And the tears that I cried
In Gaza's streets, where silence screams
A humanitarian crisis, a people's dreams
Unheard voices, lost in the pain
As bombs fall hard, and hope wanes
The world stands by, a distant hum
As lives are lost, and freedom's undone
Children weep, their future unsure
Their cries echo, but who's listening for?
Protesters rise, with voices bold
Demanding justice, for a story untold
But they're met with force, with chains and pain
Their courage crushed, their voices vain
Gaza's land, a story old
Palestinian hearts, with a history told
Displacement, occupation, and strife
A people's struggle, a long, hard life
The international community, a distant shore
Their words are hollow, as Gaza's people roar
No justice comes, no peace is found
As the world watches, Gaza's life dwindles down
But still we rise, with voices loud
For justice, freedom, and a future proud
We'll stand with Gaza, through every test
For humanity's sake, we won't find rest
Let's break the silence, let's shatter the chains
For Gaza's people, we'll rise above the pain
We'll stand as one, with hearts united strong
For justice, peace, and a future where all belong
The maggot is weary of children it eats,
Of women laid down in Rafah's cold streets.
It's tired of salivating on innocent dead,
With no parting words and no tears to be shed.
It dined with the war-lords who broke Palestine's door,
On limbs, and on bullets, and on Hind's final core.
It gorged on a nation, sovereign and free,
And now seeks a prize for its "nobility."
So give the maggot his Nobel Prize,
Who seeks a false peace for his villainous eyes.
A peace made of cluster bombs, blood, and our pain,
On dishonesty's altar, for conquest and gain.
The maggot is sated, his tools are all shown,
In Tel Aviv's fortresses, of steel and of stone.
On aid-seekers' bodies, in Khan Younis's sands,
His peace is enacted by madmen's commands.
Then give him his prize, let the world acquiesce,
And grant his nobility to wickedness.
Let his name be inscribed in the blood of the slain,
For a Nobel bought with terror, and perpetual pain.
A little sand, a dash of water, a piece of salt
Oceans of laughter and memories crashing onto shore
Only seashells will tell the true story of the lives that came before
Little hands, steady feet, a determination in the eyes
Children of Gaza reach for a morsel of humanity, a drop of mercy
While the silence of the Divided Nations offer only controversy
Fleets of flotillas, formula for babies, a spark of empathy
Met with brutal force and an occupation of denial & death
Yet, the world’s voices scream, “Free Palestine- until our very last breath!”
Doctors, journalists, teachers, and students living, dying, souls fill the sky
Hospitals, schools, universities, and homes buried under the rubble of genocide
Protest, Advocate, Let Everyone See, Tomorrow Is Now, Existence will not be denied!
We see you, People of Gaza, you beautiful souls
You are the compass for the world, the light in the darkness of a very long night
The earth, the olive trees, the river and the sea are all waiting for Palestine to be Free!
- End the Occupation Now!
- Stop the Genocide in Gaza Now!
- Free, Free Palestine from the River to the Sea!
by Lori Maria Walton, 2025
UN delegates walk out on Israel’s Prime Minister speech
They all walked out, feigning scorn
This is how decency gets mourned
That walk of shame, like the perps
The deaf and dumb, immoral twerps
The rotten body of UN
It shows it’s worth, I am no fan
Most sided strongly with Hamas
The slime that dreams of “Jews to gas”
The world’s a very cruel place
It wants a scum in Zion’s space
Condemning not kidnapped and killed
“The Palestine’s Sweethearts Guild”
Baptized by shame, for all to see
They wouldn’t listen to a plea
Well done Hamas, Iran, Qatar
This walk, both vile and bizarre
The evil spirits ran for cover
In hallways they preferred to hover
While facts dissected utter darkness
The uglies couldn't stand the starkness
Yet truth prevails, be it known
Israel wins, if all alone
No, never be no Palestine
An outcome to which resign
September 26, 2025
"Disobey the orders of Trump. Obey the orders of humanity.”
— Gustavo Petro
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That order to kill
is just to assuage an ego,
Palestine deserve to live too,
Just like the Israelis,
So, oh soldiers of fortune,
Disobey that his orders.
Blood suppose to flow in veins,
not into the soil,
Peace needs to reign in Palestine
not only in Israel,
Children in Palestine need
their parents alive as in Israel.
Donald donates war to the poor,
yet accuse Hamas of amassing weapons,
to destroy a once beautiful country.
Now that Sinwar has seen the war,
Has Trump been able to trump
his remnants out of Gaza,
Instead rains of bullets form their bazaar.
If their brains are blocked
Are yours too blocked?
Oh soldiers of fortune.
For Palestine
I refuse to read the news.
More dead children in Palestine.
Why did we give people who had suffered
and died in Europe, in a country where
People lived in freedom
To see other people taking their land
and cattle, throwing people of their own
The property is not sensing how wrong
by people who had suffered
Yet, they had no empathy for those they
replaced
I refuse to read the news and listen to
our silence
Nothing we can do, our leaders say
and go on trading with Israel, selling
weapons that kill children without
the slightest hesitation as we wring
our hands and say there is nothing
We can do
How shameful we are, headlines about
The saving of a few amputees learning
to walk with artificial legs
We brag of our kind hearts while
a thousand children are dead under
ruins, dropped by the people who had
Have once been victims themselves.
How insignificant we are, made to look
I will no longer bear witness to our
disgrace,
I will close my mind like everyone else
and talk about the price of tomatoes
we surf the channels
some shall shrug and look away…
this is not my child
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