Poem -
Palestine
Love
Every day Palestinians
Die it's never peace or happiness or joy
It's always death every day
It's never any other way
It's so hard to be a
Palestinian
Every day
I feel your pain
And I weep for you
A country full of love and hugs
But it's a country full of death
Children crying every day
No playing ball today an
Explosion rocks Palestine today
A lonely tear rolls down my face
it's just an other
Palestinian funeral taken place..
© 2020 David P Carroll Poems.
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Great write. I have a Palestinian friend and have had deep discussions over Palestine. We all read things in papers and watch the news... But hearing the stories and the history from someone who has lived it brings a whole new perspective. If any single one of us had something of great importance stolen from us we would want it back. 100% we would. And we would do everything in our power to get it back.
Palestine is under occupation there jailed for no reason I've been on TV talking about Palestine trying to help them and put pressure on European countries to do something about it because it's a disgrace to humanity when children are blown up playing on a beach this is a war crime.