We are the people of Gaza
Blood is our water
Scream is our song
Bomb is our wake up call
Orphans are everywhere
Deaths are countless
Mothers wailing
Fathers fighting
Mercy mercy we say
Shot in the head their response
Mercy mercy we cry
The building collapse
We shout no one hears
We died no one sees
We ask for help no one speaks
We are the people of Gaza
The poem is sad and devastating. Mercy, indeed, for Gaza. The first quatrain shows a strong image and metaphors. Splendid!
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The first quatrain shows a strong image and metaphors. Splendid! Mercy, indeed, for Gaza!