Heavenly birds

 

Strident shells tear besieged skiesBb3PIhZu5j_LgTlRQtHtKHfPSZq-jhrY

and enlighten dark mined child eyes

blast forced hopes that tomorrow is true

together with ascending dreams that evil has virtue

No waters ,no matter how tormented they are ,can sweep blood

and clean the cold clutching grips of what has gone so far and stood

On sinful corpses that no worry caresses,

Sinless slender bodies will avenge massacres

Though in front of Some men this is a defence

Before God, it’s nothing except barbarous offence

 To Gazan kids who met bullets ,shells and unknown bombes lonely alone