Ghaza

As the dark night comes to Gaza



The tragedies come with

The little baby cries in darkness


Until he can't breathe


He cannot sleep a wink


Kuz no milk is left to drink.


There's no food, there's no bread


But there's pain in their stead


So, the poor mum can do nothing


But only her warm tears to shed


Weeping so much while asking:


What's up with this crazy world?


Why do others keep so silent?


Why cannot they say a word?


Are they so mute and deaf…


That my cries cannot be heard?


Is it my fate to be jailed…


In a cage just like a bird. ?


Who can say: "”No for the siege!"


Tell me who can really dare?


Who can give my kids some food?


Who can show them love and care?