This Is Nothing For My Brothers And Sisters In Palestine. Poem by Jihad T

It's been a while, dads, moms, sons, and daughters are in a wide
All eyes can see, Indifference, bloodshed, tears, and fear are all around
Brothers I can't ask for forgiveness, I don't even dare
Among your tribe, you're being bombed, and the screams of infants couldn't make them even try
Just cry baby cry, no more crying where you're going, leave it to those who are watching
Life is not for us now, but in the future, God's gonna make things go right
Don't worry baby, you're not gonna be there alone
You will meet either your mother, father or some friends
We all shall be questioned, on the day when no one can lie
Just know how to answer the question 'What have you done? '