Genocide is no accident
International aid shouldn’t be this hazardous
Medics, doctors, ambulance crews, firemen, hospitals, even bombing schools
Disastrous
Your excuse
“A professional misstep”
Not even an apology that’s long overdue
Nothing much a sorry could do
But the gall to wave it off with an excuse
Madness
Know this, we’ll not pity you
When your day comes
To you who plot terror and destruction
Evil men orchestrating deaths
Construction, carving the world based on
Your presumption of authority
You’re morally BANKRUPT
As devoid of substance as your currency
A vacancy of truth
The only truth is you’re exterminating a people
Killing a planet
YOU
Evil men
Who gun down innocence
Rendering aid
I wept that day
I heard the news
Seas that run red
With you
The oppressed
Innocent
Euphrates to Mediterranean
Sea to sea
The promise of “freedom”
Looks bleak
The days are long
Nights rough
Tortured starved abhorred abandoned
By the whole world
I know how you feel
So I weep for you
As I have since a child
I wait for you
As I have since a child
To be free
Live life with autonomy
Dignity and as I weep
To growing tragedy
The carnage and depravity
Knows no bounds
Trapped in this concrete grave
As more of you are buried under concrete
Rubble
Mass graves
Ten thousand come to see the pope
Millions dismayed
But eyes remain dry for Gazan lives
You matter
You more than exist
It’s tough
The road is dark and rough
But resist you must
NEVER quit
Trust not in nations
Don’t hope for them to be your savior and bring peace
Place your faith not with institutions of oppression
Trust the people
Find your hope
In relationships you make and hold
Derive your faith from the hand you hold
Those who know
Trust hope and faith and love
Future is unknown
What we know is the love we hold