A percentage of me has to hell been consigned by the ever raging zionists' war machine. To each livid soldier, a mandate is assigned to uproot terror where multitudes are confined. Torrents of explosives have swept my landscapes clean. Churches, mosques, schools have all to mighty vengeance bowed. Stricken mothers wail uncontrollably aloud. Itinerancy pervades my horror stricken crowd, whilst my kids toy with explosives, carnage and ruin. Survivors will take shelter from snipers shooting death balls and lead from peevish and portable guns. Horror unprecedented the people outruns. I have metamorphosed to nothing but a morgue. Lice and bugs have infested hoodies lined with borg. Disease and maimed limbs have no remedies in sight. Let not the world be unmoved by my sorry plight. Why must I this price pay for a thousand or more killed? My morgues are beyond their capacity filled. The deaths of innocents are nothing but unjust. My once-populated streets have been turned into dust.
Another round in the age old conflict with the people of Gaza in the crossers. Betrayed by their own people who think they can inflict pain and hardship on a far greater foe that has lost all patience with terror strikes, kidnapping and prisoner exchange.
Your vivid words poignantly describe the plight of the poor people of Gaza who want nothing more than to live out their lives peacefully and prosperously as they can in a land imprisoned by powerful and controlling neighbor. Virtually all gone now under the wasteful power of war. Over 20,000 dead and counting.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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Your vivid words poignantly describe the plight of the poor people of Gaza who want nothing more than to live out their lives peacefully and prosperously as they can in a land imprisoned by powerful and controlling neighbor. Virtually all gone now under the wasteful power of war. Over 20,000 dead and counting.
Ron