Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
GDPresencePoems
Black pupils of our e y e s melting into every soldier booted ears of mountain gazelle A L E R T to Palestinian mole rats Rats scatter into open s e w a g e s our mountain hide-outs faraway soldiers BANG on backdoors pupils of our eyes dilate B A T T L E We watch fleeting shadows of r i f l e s behind buckthorns, aching for s o Ft hands of our mamas, oupa’s sure feet brazen Commander’s hair stood on E N D Hair not washed or brushed for w e e k s mama’s tortoiseshell comb sold for bread buckthorn still grow in fer tiLe Jordan valley with blue irises they await rifle meltDOWN “Shoot” ! said our t r a i n i n g watch, whispered our Hearts pre-teen bodies quivering slender arms lift cold rifles together my sister and I took aim blood splattered gazelle and soldier masked we fled into bushes of Wind children no more, CEASEFIRE camouflaged We are o l d souls in children’s bodies our faces masked for protection blood one with young across planet brothers and sisters have we many tender minds are geniuses h o l y we quiver not in this senseless war Hearts know Love answers prayer this training is a game of futile TIME Memories of children scrawled a c r o s s Gaza’s golden kingdoms in ethers cry hymns cannot be silenced, their sheaths knowing dances in occupied spaces Jerusalem WEEPS Our peachy wisdom dance on s a c r e d land we continue to chant delicate hymns ethers hold our T r u t h s and our youth the children of Gaza exist in THE ALL Jerusalem is … W i t h IN 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~O
0
Oct 9, 2025
Oct 9, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
CHILDREN OF GAZA
Black pupils of our e y e s melting into every soldier booted ears of mountain gazelle A L E R T to Palestinian mole rats Rats scatter into open s e w a g e s our mountain hide-outs faraway soldiers BANG on backdoors pupils of our eyes dilate B A T T L E We watch fleeting shadows of r i f l e s behind buckthorns, aching for s o Ft hands of our mamas, oupa’s sure feet brazen Commander’s hair stood on E N D Hair not washed or brushed for w e e k s mama’s tortoiseshell comb sold for bread buckthorn still grow in fer tiLe Jordan valley with blue irises they await rifle meltDOWN “Shoot” ! said our t r a i n i n g watch, whispered our Hearts pre-teen bodies quivering slender arms lift cold rifles together my sister and I took aim blood splattered gazelle and soldier masked we fled into bushes of Wind children no more, CEASEFIRE camouflaged We are o l d souls in children’s bodies our faces masked for protection blood one with young across planet brothers and sisters have we many tender minds are geniuses h o l y we quiver not in this senseless war Hearts know Love answers prayer this training is a game of futile TIME Memories of children scrawled a c r o s s Gaza’s golden kingdoms in ethers cry hymns cannot be silenced, their sheaths knowing dances in occupied spaces Jerusalem WEEPS Our peachy wisdom dance on s a c r e d land we continue to chant delicate hymns ethers hold our T r u t h s and our youth the children of Gaza exist in THE ALL Jerusalem is … W i t h IN 0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~0~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~O
This poem is written in the Specular Fugue form
#war#jerusalem#gaza#children#reflection#truth#awareness#consciousnessbuckthorn
GDPresence
Written by
GDPresence
F/South Africa
Oct 9, 2025
Oct 9, 2025 at 2:02 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem