Tooba
01-09-07, 11:32 AM
Without help/trained they are true soldiers
They seen ummi/ukhti trying to feed them getting raped
Daddy/akhi protecting them getting physically abused
No home, no clothes
No education, no one to hold on
No one hears their silent tears
The fire, destruction, bombing, guns, blood, turmoil, explosions, killing, sickness don’t surprise them
They live life like today is their last day
They starved and suffered
The memories of the battles are forever in their minds
As each day passes their nightmares ensue
Yet they would say
Hands off Al-aqsa
Over our dead body you will role Palestine
If I die today Al-Khaliq has planned for me.
I wrote dis poem now :up: i didn't know i was good lol......
They seen ummi/ukhti trying to feed them getting raped
Daddy/akhi protecting them getting physically abused
No home, no clothes
No education, no one to hold on
No one hears their silent tears
The fire, destruction, bombing, guns, blood, turmoil, explosions, killing, sickness don’t surprise them
They live life like today is their last day
They starved and suffered
The memories of the battles are forever in their minds
As each day passes their nightmares ensue
Yet they would say
Hands off Al-aqsa
Over our dead body you will role Palestine
If I die today Al-Khaliq has planned for me.
I wrote dis poem now :up: i didn't know i was good lol......