A sudden blowout..what is it?
An agony of painful cries, an army of polluted weapons,
Little children run around searching for their comfort, the bloodiness is still warm and bare.
What feelings can these little souls who are left behind even begin to place hope in,
What happens next?
Then, just as the air becomes blackened again by the smoke of revenge,
another massive air strike and hope becomes no more.
Why is this happening?
Why do innocent lives have to be sacrificed?
Why does no one care?
What happens next?
Who gave mankind permission to play Creator?
Who is behind this massacre of unending violence and ruthless tyranny?
Who is the mastermind behind these curtains of lies and deceit?
Who can sleep at all, knowing that the single last breath of humanity is slowly
fading away into the darkness?
What happens next?
Lying in the hospitals now are the results of this horrendous crime,
The small yet incomprehensible results of this inhumane disaster, the countless
bodies of little children succumbing only to what they see in front of them,
the help of Allah's angels rallying to their painful cries, trying to repair the results
of a horrific disaster.
What happens next?
How do we close the chapters of war and walk away?
How do we come back to a land claimed by the wrongful?
A land where the soil turns only with the comfort of Bismillah,
Where the trees yearn to shed their leaves at the call of the azaan,
Where the wind pains to blow again in the comfort of little children laughing
with joy and peace?
What happens next?
There isn't a stone left untouched that cannot lay claim to this once
beautiful land,
There isn't peace anymore, it just won't be the same again..
Our Palestine, Our country of war and pain!
Yet, filled within these crevices of bitterness lies a garden of contentment.
For the dwellers of this land lay comfort in the rest and beauty of the hereafter..
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