Gaza Palestine Child Children

I sit still, lethargic
And add new words
To the great tapestry
Of female sorrows

From a distant city
Over the ruins
Of a war he never fought
A boy cries, there is no way
Back to his homeland.

On the other side of the bridge,
There is a man
In search of his little girl
The darkness merciless
Erased the red varnish
Even on her little nails.

In my street is a mother
Who weeps in the deep tones of the rain
Who will carry her son home
Who has perished at the hands of his friends.

There is also a knock at my door
Sorrow, the furry animal grunts impatiently
I hide, its bestial odour
Creeps under my door.

Jaya Abraham teaches economics and statistics at Abu Dhabi University. Her interests include writing poetry and translating English poetry into Malayalam. She writes poems as an expression of her reaction to the world around her. Her work has been published in major online portals. Apart from writing poetry, she is also interested in green and mindful living.


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