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Peaceful Palestine?

The terror drives their heart beats into a drum

A drummer erasing your life and turning it into a bum.

Sirens, louder than your heart’s drum,

Blare out the need to evaluate the slum.

Run, run, run faster, faster still, jump

Into the bomb shelter for fear of being a lump

On the street, another cadaver hacked in a frump.

Blood stains the streets, cars, homes, and fields

That sustain the rebellion that fights oppressives.

In a vain attempt to eradicate the beliefs

I look around, children, women, elderly, youth,

All strewn like rag dolls, puppets on strings! Truth,

They are victims of unending war for territory of faith.

What a scam, lark, lie, brainwashing schemes,

Imposing your will on others!

Keep them weak, hungry, and hopeless,

As you stomp on their rights! Bleed them,

It’s the last foray into unknow, dread for them

Terrors testify that the drum itself is to be feared. For them

Is a way of life!

Well then, do something to end the strife!

That’s no way to live a life!

By Malakkc

I'm a Canadian whose life has been interesting as I've lived in Developing countries and here. The contrast of law, order, and amenities available to us Canadians (which we take for granted, sometimes) to war torn civil wars is enormous. It leaves an influence upon the soul that cries out for justice. My poetry and writing reflect that and more.

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