Bullet broke the air and killed a dove,
Mother's moans reached the skies above
Bullet was made by Imperialism's gun,
Imperialism, of who killing is fun
This is a clear and absolute discrimination,
Against moralities, against Palestine's nation
It's blood not a Goddamn juice,
But to apartheid it's an abuse,
To Apartheid, that mortal breed,
Of the blood which you feed,
Your roots are in the evil's heart,
Not long lasting till it's turned a part
Now Apartheid, leave those kids alone,
Listen to the Gaza, the war's tone,
We know you are out of love,
Out of mercy, humanity and absolve,
You will die with an international shame,
In the after world, with the children's blame,
With their blames you are accused to death, hey Apartheid! !
Not in the after world, in every places and worlds where justice ride
A very moving poem and important statement. Thank you for sharing, Ellias.
Brilliant write about apartheid and how evil it is, like a terrible stain on humanity that will be remembered as twisted people that ruled with hate in their hearts of stone!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When diamond stop shining multiple colors, i doubt it turn to be coal again...and Ellie, keep be diamond and i know you will be, but i think let it turn to be star somehow..because the things u said here are really hopeful...
Thank you so much dear Soul :)