Poetry

Endless Suffering

How loud is this moan if you hear the crying sound of mothers who have lost their children or the cry of the abandoned orphans.

Do not you feel pity to see innocent children die before you? So cruel treatment of them, When the fresh blood of the Palestinians spilled over the earth. His whole body leaked through the vomit of their bullets in pain, bloody, lifeless, had to keep his house.

There is nothing we can do for them, just prayers and tears and some help that is not how much with their suffering, for they families who are fighting in the land of Gaza hope all their suffering ends with peace.

Ya Allah Forgive our sins of weakness and neglect of this and Give victory and freedom for them there.
Forgive us my family,
The loud sound of your baby who found her mother's milk dries up as if it is inaudible because of bullets and endless bombs destroying your country.