He puts his weapon in

          The hall

           Squeezing his little one    

           So tightly that tears

            Begin to fall

He puts his weapon in the hall

                    Goes to his wife

                     Who is quivering with

                      Anticipation

He puts his weapon in the hall

 Smiles and tears

  rain down on hi...

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Every time I let the tap run, I feel guilty

Every time I fill my belly, I turn away from the screen.

Every time the key clicks to my door, I can open and walk around.

But you and yours are raised to the ground.

No guilt from those who cheer on your genocide.  

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Everyday someone is Killed on your street. . .

No one says or does anything to help . . .

It’s not your street. . .

But everyday someone is killed on a Gaza Street   

A human being  just like you and me

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