I woke up feeling like nothing…
No one’s saying nothing...
No one’s doing nothing….
I  woke up wishing something was done, to stop this
heartache…
I woke up wishing something was done, to stop this
suffering…
I woke up wishing there were no more decapitated heads…
no more…lifeless bodies…
Make it stop… make it stop…
Nobody is doing nothing to make it stop….
I woke up wishing there were no more incinerated bodies..
I woke up wishing there were no more corpse …
I woke up wishing that the genocide in Gaza was no more…
It’s now more than 16 months of carnage…echo of death pierce my soul...
No one can undo what I’ve seen…
I feel like nothing….
They say nothing and do nothing, to make it stop…
This suffering lingers…
I feel like nothing….

There is no ceasefire, not in Gaza, not in Lebanon, not in Sudan,
but only genocide...
aggression...
war...
blood...
slaughter, and pain.
The West Bank continues to be under siege... met by tanks, death,
threats...  
Families are met with bullets to their head.
The children are met with amputated limbs.
Children are left orphan... and forgotten.
Communities are met with too many martyrs to grieve...
Where is this ceasefire now?
There is bombardment in Yemen too, directed by the West like a true imperialist.
If one dare to rise up and resist, are met with an iron fist by the international colonizer community, given consent to **** with no impunity...
Dare the amputees speak....
Dare the bullet to the head speak...
Dare the orphan speak....
Dare the resistance speak of their own pain...
There is no ceasefire, but only genocide.  
Where is this so-called ceasefire now?
Nowhere in sight....
Where is the anti-war movement?
Nowhere in sight.....
What happened to the anti-war movement?
Nowhere in sight….

A promise made, a vow—unbelievably grand
Until tanks and footsteps disturb the land
Handshakes firm, papers signed
Yet missiles and bullets still lag behind

Peace is non-transferable, war is our own,
Limited liability for the lives that we've blown
For threat prevention, we may reinforce,
Bombs will drop without a hint of remorse

When the world begins to ask
We say we honored it, our assured task
A truce! A pause! A peaceful day!
We’ll bomb them all by the end of May

We reserve the right to reverse the ceasefire
As bodies fall to the chorus of our choir
Diplomacy’s a practiced art—
Where ceasefires end before they start

"Exactly as as kings.   Feeling full for it.            Exactitude as kings.            So to beseech you as full as for it.            Exactly or as kings..... Exact resemblance to exact resemblance the exact resemblance as exact resemblance, exactly as resembling, exactly resembling, exactly in resemblance exactly and resemblance. For this is so. Because."

("If I Told Him", Gertrude Stein, questioning the axiom of meaning and language as fixed.)

Exactly as as victims. We have the power to starve you. Exactitude as victims. We are so wounded that we will bomb you. Exactly or as victims.

"Exact resemblance to exact resemblance the exact resemblance as exact resemblance, exactly as resembling, exactly resembling, exactly in resemblance exactly and resemblance. For this is so. Because."

Exact resemblance to victims. Do you see it?

Atleast I have a mother who can eat everyday.

Atleast I have a mother who can eat.

Atleast I have a mother who can.

Atleast I have a mother who.

Atleast I have a mother.

Atleast I have a.

Atleast I have.

Atleast I.

Atleast.

Atleast you are human.

Atleast.

At the very least.

Maybe.

Not.

You don't speak up.

You don't speak.

You don't.

You.

It is easy to erase both of us when we don't resist.

There is no difference between you and me.

Except atleast you have a voice.

Atleast use it.

At the very least.

Prove you are a human.

At the very least.

You have become the monster you once hated
An entire community, have you almost destroyed
At will, do you bomb schools and hospitals
And when the natives resist, you call them "terrorists"
You starve nearly the entire population
Truly, are you an evil nation!

You have become the monster you once hated
Forcing thousands of people to get amputated
Without even the basic facility of anaesthesia
Do you feel remorse, even an iota?
Seriously, are you no better than those Nazis
Lining up people after people in concentration camps
Having a nice little laugh after committing mass slaughter
YOU are the very DEFINITION of TERROR!!

You have become the monster you once hated
To the core, are you perverted
Sexually harassing and ****** your female prisoners
Making an absolute mockery of justice
Murdering children and babies in cold blood
In you, is there absolutely no good!!

You have become the monster you once hated
Well, now get ready to be hated
By all the decent people in this rather cruel and uncaring world
Your lies will no longer do you any good
Because, the LORD is NOT on YOUR side
After all, you are in bed
With none other than SATAN
Trust me, evil will never win
Therefore, only a matter of time it is
Before your immoral reign finally ends!!

XI • VI • MMXXIV

︻デ┳═ー  

blood drips.
i can feel it on my fingertips,
i can taste it on your lips.

how did we get here?
i am drowning in fear.
there's no escape plan near.

they keep taking.
a nightmare waking.
we keep breaking.

the air is thickening,
gunshots quickening,
this is all so sickening.

blood pools.
genocide fuels.
american jewels.