I closed the door And sit on the floor Looking through the window in the wall To the tree leaves in the fall To the kites that fly and soar Suddenly, the wind started to roar And gently went through my soul Whistling in my ears like a call Talking, as it referring to us all
Saying: please no need to fear I am just looking for someone to hear All those houses humans tear All those children that can't bear All that blood, all that fear Or that killing atmosphere Children are killed with joy and jeer They are helpless and got nothing to wear Why they can't veer And live along with cheer Why justice can't appear But after all that, children never sear They still stand and rear Defending themselves without a gear Please do something my dear
Its breeze was clean and cool Dancing with paper and wool Playing with water in the pool Whom I kidding, I am not a fool All that children, all that poors
I wrote this poem for the children that are slaughtered and killed in Gaza...may God be with them <3