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Dec 2014
An old woman was seeing a lilac sky
She was frightened to say goodbye
"O, freedom! My only freedom! Will the fire and bombs
end my sorrow?"
What was the use to hold living for tomorrow?
When all you can see was an ashes and scattered bones

An old woman was being slaughtered
She lost her family and hopes
Was it because they were Jews?
So that it's their  right to make the world new?
Free from Jews?
As if Jews were roach
It was forbidden for them to be approached

And now
A giant smoke puffs in Palestine
Thousands people burn to death
Children, old people scream in despair
But no one will say if it's unfair
Is it because the land that is occupied?
Or whatsover so they have to die?

Do you have mom?
Is it hurt to see her cry?
Do you have love?
Is it hurt to see they bleeding then say goodbye?

When will the war ends?
When will all human races have a soul?
Or will it always be just a rhetorical question?
It's my first poem. My eyes are weary while typing this. I am not a Jew, nor Palestinians. I am just a human who wants to see humans live peacefully.
Trisha Adelia
Written by
Trisha Adelia  Indonesia
(Indonesia)   
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   Jamie King
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