As I stare at the headlines in bewilderment
It appears the veiled aims obtained fulfillment

For nowhere in the foreign media transmission
Is Gaza mentioned once, such a blatant omission

For political analysts this is a clear portent
Of a biased administration’s avid intent

So who designed Michelle's elegant white Dress,
Takes precedence over a whole nations distress?

With talks of recession & even depression
It is clear that we must repress the oppression

As I continued to watch with mounting rage
What would it take for us to be centre stage?

Let’s not wait any longer with baited breath
For a miracle to extract us from this bleak myth

The human psyche and its frail humility
Razed to the ground by rampant brutality

No need for expectations since the writing is on the wall
For Gaza & its children have been failed by one & all


Pray let us not lose sight of the discussion
A piece of land to awaken you with concussion

For truly what is it but a lot of bloody dirt
Will it ever compensate for the atrocious hurt?

We are but here for a short while
Yet generation upon generation continually defile

 A series of lies in which you smugly claim
That the land you seek is the only gain

You must realize by now that you can never eradicate
A people whose sole intention it is to liberate

The longer you keep Palestinians under occupation
The more you will need to pray for salvation

Injustice, hatred, corruption, suppression,
Big words that children will now use with aggression

Heed my words well O people of Israel
For it is not your time to posture and revel

For who can possibly come to your aid
When graves for children are being dug in spades?

Humanity can watch in silence no longer
For the weak & oppressed always get stronger

You can bomb us daily with feckless ‘skill’
But that will never ever break our iron will

Wake up & stop living in an evangelical utopia
This land must be shared so be cured of your myopia
Wear your Kufiya with pride
There is no more reason to hide

For where else in the world can you say
That children have no right to play

You must consider what has passed to be past
After all your childhood was not intended to last

Despite the broken bones & spilled blood
You must stand strong & raise your head

For the young heal faster than the old
And the horrendous damage will remain untold

This madness of hunger and pain
Where others have far more to gain

Your face and your haunted eyes
Have unmasked a thousand lies

It seems you will always remain
The child who’s laughter we’ll refrain

Who knows what horrors do lurk
In a mind once calm, now full of murk 

Your fear has been nurtured my child
You must wear your Kufiya with pride