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Chapter 13 - A Poem for Gaza

The bells have rung

The promise and treaty broken

The mass killing began again

Smoke everywhere

Fire sparks everywhere

The air so heavy to breathe

Mass destruction

This is not a war

It's a genocide

Where these clowns of world leaders

Sit and watch and allow it to happen

As inhumane as all this is

We remain strong

Forced to but still resilient

Fighting to survive

Fighting for our lives

Fighting for our rights

Trying to tell the world that

We deserve to live

Yet the propaganda the mainstream media

Spreads, always sounding like a joke

Only fools with no brain cells

Can believe their lies and nonsense

The bells have rung

So many martyrs

The hearts are bleeding

Heavy with pain

A pain that cannot be described

Even if you put all the words together

Dried up tears

Muffled and loud cries

The hearts of this ummah

are bleeding abundantly

Feeling helpless

Feeling hopeless

Yet we smile

And hang on to that tiny glimpse of hope

A true believer does not fear death

As we know death isn't the end

Though it might be in this worldly life

But these tiny pieces of shattered hope

Still glisten like fireflies

Amidst the chaos and darkness

Patience is all we can act upon

Maybe we are being reformed

God's wisdom, we cannot fathom

The brave soldiers on the frontline

Marching forward fearlessly

Real heroes of this world

When the leaders have forsaken the land

And it's people

The people carrying a lot of pain and trauma in their hearts

Became the real soldiers and heroes

Fearlessly defending

Their people and lands

Justice shall prevail one day

Till then many keep praying

Their eyes drenched in tears

Their hearts aching

And feeling like it's being torn apart

How can anyone accept this

The horrors of a genocide

Impossible to describe with words

The clowns sitting on thrones they don't deserve just keep watching

And clapping hands

They shall never succeed

Their evil is temporary

They shall soon taste a great fall

And burn and rot in the deepest hell

No redemption for the tyrants

March forward with all your strength

I'm sorry the world has failed you

But being sorry is not enough

While the heroes fight with Valor

We can still cut off the tyrants' funds

By boycotting the brands from which they

Make profits from

Oh world, old world

Open your eyes and open up wide

Acknowledge what is going on

This isn't "political"

This is a humanitarian crisis

You could be next anytime

Don't stay quiet anymore

Rise and march forward

Rebel against the system and

This world's government

Ruled by brainless and heartless buffoons

Come together oh world

Assassinate those devils of 'world government' if you should

Don't regret anything

Stay strong and have faith

Their fall is undeniably close

Have some hope and patience

Do not lose your grip

And fight for your life, for your rights

Just hang on one more night

Pray with all your might

God split the river in two for Moses

Who says he can't do the same for us now

Their evil plots are temporary

They can never win against the one

Who created them

And the one who created us

The bells have rung

Chaos everywhere

Cries, laughter slowly being lost

Famine, and mass destruction

Oh God please have mercy

The hearts and souls are tired

And barely have anymore strength left

Their hopes shattered over and over again

How unfair is this, please have mercy

And stop this carnage at once

Your wisdom, we cannot fathom

Your immense knowledge, we cannot understand

But please dear Lord of this world,

Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem; Ya Allah

destroy the enemy

And bring about new hope

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