A Glimpse Of Gaza (poetry)
In the midst of this chaos,
the taste of blood lingers in my mouth.
Horrors surround me;
a place called home for many once,
now made a hell on earth.
I scramble on my feet,
trying to rob my eyes of this vision;
before me, in the distance of two feet,
lies a child, missing half of his body.
Tears do not came, but-
deafening blast still echoes in my ears.
I reach out for anything...
the taste of blood lingers in my mouth.
Horrors surround me;
a place called home for many once,
now made a hell on earth.
I scramble on my feet,
trying to rob my eyes of this vision;
before me, in the distance of two feet,
lies a child, missing half of his body.
Tears do not came, but-
deafening blast still echoes in my ears.
I reach out for anything...