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In the land of Palestine
Where olive trees sway
And little children used to play
And flowers bloom in the light of day
With dreams that unite
They stand for what's right
And Palestine was alive
In the 5th century BCE and
In Palestine bright futures hold sway.
On May 14, 1948, David Ben-Gurion, the head of the Jewish Agency, proclaimed the establishment of the State of Israel.
Her life was stolen a brutal end
Justice delayed a slow cruel end
And little Hind Rajab killed and
Her body lay a stark and silent thing
Beneath the weeping willow's gentle sway

And her blood flowing everywhere
As evil fills the air and the
The killer escapes a coward's bend
And on the streets we stop and pray
A life once bright now she rests beneath
The stars every night and
A silent scream a life in vain
****** never ending in Palestine
And it's a terrible shame and
The memories of Hind Rajab
Will never fade away and your
Smile is deep in our hearts every day
And you where so pure and sweet and
Your country Palestine mourns your loss
And hearts that beat now carry heavy chains And we truly miss you Hind Rajab
And every night I light a candle just for you
And for every silent cry that meets the dawn
A question lingers echoing in vain
And Hind Rajab we will forever and always remember you.
Hind Rajab, was a five-year-old Palestinian girl, in Gaza. As her family sought to escape the relentless bombardment in Tel al-Hawa, their car was mercilessly targeted by an Israeli tank in an attack that can only be described as a war crime. Hind survived the initial barrage, only to be left alone in the blood-soaked car, surrounded by the bodies of her loved ones. Her desperate cries for help, as she begged for rescue on the phone with emergency services, moved hearts around the world. The ambulance that was sent to save her, after hours of negotiation, was obliterated by the Israeli army, ensuring that Hind's life was cruelly and deliberately extinguished.
In a grave where you stay
Lies a fellow who was killed
Said RIP in a sorrowful way
The flowers all wept
While the mourners all prayed
And the angels flew
Heavenward away.
Omar Mohammad Rabea

Another American citizen killed by Israeli army.
A flower so small and sweet
Smiling petals soft and neat
A splash of colours so bright and bold
A story to be told and this
Little flower so small and neat
A breath of beauty everywhere.
Flower 🌼
A spiky hedgehog
Rolled up in a ball
With spikes so sharp
He scurried away
In a hurry today and
In the morning sunlight
He scuttled away to his thrall.
Hedgehog
In a land where olive trees swayed
And little children used to play where
Hope bloomed bright in Palestine
Every night and voices echo in the air and
Little Palestinian children everywhere
A story unfolds we're told
Of conflict and strife
No happiness in Palestine tonight and
In Palestine's heart dreams won't fray.
The Israeli army has just
Killed an American citizen
Yet nothing will be said about this.
R.I.P
The holocaust in Palestine
And little children just dying
And everyone is crying and
I feel your pain deep in my heart
And families torn apart
Just like petals blown apart and
In bitter winds of fate alone
Palestinian stories etched
In hearts so brave
In memory's light their spirits save

And we will remember the
Dead Palestinians the lost the slain
Their lives extinguished all in vain
And evil walks among us every day
No happiness and peace today and
The nightmare will never be
Over and a hateful creed
Unleashed upon the earth
A history etched in shadows lost to light
And from the ashes may there bloom
Suffering Palestinians just dying for hate
To empathy compassion's grace
To build a future free from hate's embrace
Black and brown people been killed
A world reborn where love will bloom
And banish darkness and hate chase away the gloom.
The Holocaust Of The Palestinians
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