We Are Luckier Than We Think We Are Poem by Aaliya Thahseen

Why complain when you have a secure home
Strong men to love you and protect you
What of those women on the other side
Bloodbathed and slayed at sight,

Struggling for a morsel of food
Attempting to cover up of what is left of them
Is there no mercy left on this planet?
Is there no one who can bring order!

Babies wailing all night, famished
Whose lives not started, yet already finished
Mothers trying to tend to them
Even though its mere faith that keeps them alive,

Let's raise our hands to Him
He sees what we see!
Hope and beg for Peace
For He is Merciful and All-Hearing!