GazaA Poem by Your Favorite Nichea poem about palestineI can't predict the future, but I can retell the past. Burning, killing, pretending to have moral direction, people falling brutally like olive trees. when it comes to peace, they are incredulous unholy beasts running to the sound of war no one wanted, that some survive And some will tell the story, and predict their future some will only remain in the past, their stories, their lives, their futures told in search of understanding, in hopes of demanding freedom for all
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