Sixty-seven children have been slaughtered. Sixty-seven dreams have been shattered. Sixty-seven beautiful faces have now vanished. Sixty-seven vibrant smiles have faded. Sixty-seven beds are left empty.
Palestinian children, like all children, love to play. Palestinian children are longing for peace. The children of Gaza dream to be teachers, nurses, artists, engineers, and doctors. Palestinian children want to breathe. Palestinian children's lives matter!
(Palestinian children killed by Israel in Gaza in May, 2021)
Dear Beloved Uncle, Of all the smiles I’ve seen, It was yours that was the most serene. Of all the seas in the world, I found yours the most unparalleled, For your sea had mighty waves of cordiality. Of nearly all the conversations in the world, It was yours the most exemplary. For I've heard only pristine and lily-white words from you.
A roof-top garden above us all, trees now blossomed, the sky made small. Morning’s crisp with color’s bright. Bees and butterflies dance in flight. ~ Fragrant florals enhance the scene. Whilst songs of birds fill between. A busy squirrel hides their lunch. All to be nurtured, I’ve a hunch. ~ Grassy patches catch the sun. Warmth is felt where winter’s none. Spring is here with glory and grace. Smiles return to a once chilled face.
It will require bit of humanity to: Lose yourself in serving others, Soothe their pain, Plant smiles on their faces, Brighten their day, Lift their spirit, And strive to restore them for a better future.
Your humanity, my friend Is your eternal legacy, which is more precious than your wealth, Education, and a lifetime worth of accomplishments!