A blood in the river
There is blood in the river, but is it real or is it a figment of the imagination?
As the events increased and the fighting increased.
Fighting in the air, sea, plains, forests and mountains.
Is it a fight passed down through the generations?
Rather, it is the identity of a people and the desire for independence.
Where lowering and rising events escalates the play of children.
War is a biography of life and is always the creation of villains.
And no matter how many causes, we have wisdom and hope.
A woman is a woman and a man is a man, no matter what is said about the genders.
Finally, victory is coming oh Gaza, and nothing is impossible.
Ottawa International Poets and Writers for human Rights (OIPWHR)
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