though their obituaries are wordless
poetry shall be recited by angels
at the tiny graves of
whose only fault was
they happen to be born
on the other side of the wall
This poem is about the children of Gaza and a reminder of the people suffering oppression and injustice. At the same time, I urge you to be persistently aware of the many atrocities against humanity all over the world, regardless of religion, race, tribe, gender, location and speak up …. however loud or soft your voice is, I strongly believe it shall be heard.
“injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere” ~ Martin Luther King