Poems for Palestine

Just as the birds flutter their wings… care free
And the sky begs the sun to come out and wipe its tears
Palestinian women cry for their pain to be known
And the grieve and agony they suffer from the death of their born

Just as we enjoy a sip of coffee in the morning
While we enjoy the beauty of the flowers in the spring
And dance to the rhythm of the music while we sing
Palestinian women suffer every second of the day
And wish to be invisible or numb to all their pain

Just as we enjoy the peacefulness of a full moon
While we sit on our porch rocking our fancy chair
Palestinian women beg the foreign policies to be fair
And stop all the blood shed of the innocent and the young

But does this stop the earth from orbiting around the sun??
Or a Palestinian child getting killed by an Occupier gun??

Source : http://www.aljazeerah.info