Hey guys, this is a poem about Palestine I wrote.. Hope you like it :D
Red, white, black and green.
Moist red blood oozed from his petite figure; a little boy who fought for his father to be released from prison.
An ear-piercing noise came from behind her as the soldiers empty white soul hears her cries and feels exasperated.
On the dry beige sand lay a mother and her youngest son in her arms, her long black silk Abaya damped with their sizzling blood.
Finally, flexible green sticks begin to rise from the ground. A nation re-builds itself on the same land their citizens once lay dead on.
But their souls will be avenged, for the fight has not ended; it has only just begun.
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