Where is my life ? where is my beauty ? Where is my right ? where are our humanity?
My mom carried me about ten months
Dad grew me up for their future .
As a son now I can't stand
Lying on my land to be injured.
Soon I will be a dead man,
My dream and my life will end in Palestine.
Yesterday's sun rises again,
Will I get my life back again?
Claim to be advanced humans
Why do we envy and end another life?
Why do we want to live on our own?
I can now feel that happy moment .
Which happened to get my job.
I can now feel that sad moment .
That was my father serious ill.
No regrets, I will die on my own land.
Tears can't be stop to see mom's face.
Allah ! keep patience to mom or dad
Say goodbye with a smile and forgive me.
May Allah forgive everyone
And give understanding to others like yourself.
No war, no destroy, need only peace
Free others to live as they like.
©zaklami
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