Heartless tyrant,
merchant of sadness,
the void in your chest
is filled with dust, darkness and defeat
...
December ignites the bemoaning of skies
and sorrow of the earth
slogs through time,
to reach the spirit of God
...
Before a cloud started fleeing from your sky
And before the night robbed you of all your stars
You were more than a scream lurking
beneath the howling of wolves
...
In Gaza,
it is the hour
Birds are flapping their wings,
...