Palestinian children
heart so pure
thoughts so innocent
clear like Zam Zam spring
eyes so bright as dewdrops in the morning
christalized into magnificent gaity
like petals within the blooming flowers
ready to grow along with hope
then it was all gone
shattered into pieces
broken
alongside with their crumbled houses
swept away by tidal waves of hatred
destroyed by millions of fearful bombs and canons
their slightest joy was confiscated
their merry crushed within seconds
tears run out dry
empty as a dying shell
becoz sorrows was too great to endure
left nothing but misery
even a dream was rare for them
except nightmare that smelt like gas
choked them like a rat
"Where is justice?"
They asked many times
to many millions people
of various nations and races
Yet, no one anwered the call
silence like frozen statue
dare not to look them in the eye
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