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What was my fault?

 (From the perspective of a 10 year old palestinian)  Nights are dark, so do our days Been oppressed for decades, when will our fate change?  All I see is terror and assault  Everyday I think, what was my fault?  Few instances I recall, having a sense of serenity Which only lasted for a minimal of time The World has lost all of it's humanity The genocide being done is not even considered as a crime That day my dad promised to bring me icecream Me excited and waiting, not knowing it was the last time I saw him Lying on the ground, facing the sky Blood on his chest, wounds on his head Looking from a distance, I wasn't going to cry Tears donot affect those whose souls are already dead From years you have been trying to vacate us In a hope from the world to eradicate us But you are never going to succeed We have faith in God, he is the only one we need Try to bomb us, or sent us in exile The only thing we will have while dying is a smile  While everytime it is ...

Living in fear

(Here "he"is representing the whole community)  This is a poem for someone, who deserves more than what he have got Working under the full moon and the ruthless sun No matter whether it's freezing cold or burning hot But time has changed, as we say end is near This feels so unreal, he is now living in fear From the ancient times, he has been saving lives The word selfish , in him never does it lies In a dark night, when the child cries  He is the one who doesn't make any excuses and never lies Despite of all these, he has a lot to bear This feels so cruel, he is now living in fear As a child, a lot us dream to be like him But gradually we realise how difficult is to be him Many pandemics went by and he was the one to take the death count to zero Why be a reel life superman when you can be him, a real life superhero But we take him as granted, considering him to be our reserve In reality, he is someone we don't even deserve He does everything on a scientific basis...