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Nahel A. Rimawi The blood and tears of the young soak this war weary land, Childhoods stolen by a Zionist hand. Brother against brother is their plan but what they do not know is that the have created a nation of strong men. Like a roaring thunder comes out their screams, how can we watch them as they suffer and grieve? Their cries are still heard in the calm of the dead sea, their souls still roam these holy streets. The rumble from their stomachs shakes the ground from starvation, their only food is oppression and occupation. Their homes are destroyed while asleep in their beds, living they can no longer bare, their hearts fill with utter-despair. For over fifty years they have suffered as infants to men, only the belief in Allah will keep them from giving in. The children of and the world still ignores the stolen innocence that fills the cemeteries. by Nahel A. Rimawi ( RAMEE74@aol.com ) |
Jan 6, 2010
Stolen Innocence
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