1000 Dead

And I told them it's not my fault,
But my hands still trembled in doubt.
And I chastised her not to fear,
But my heart still clenched and burst in tears.

I held them both telling them they were safe
But my arms still screamed at the injustices that were craved.
Craved by monsters who cheered with killers in their midst.
They are the murderers of a thousand of our kids.

But my leaders send the murderers billions of dollars.
Into a tiny country that keeps expanding into an oppressed space of land.
Palestine overcome by Israel.
Not a religious battle but one that is a worldly ordeal for land.

Terrorists of the real caliber
Bent on destroying every Palestinian.
Why?
Because they can.

They advertise on social media and TV as only a military can,
The IDF diligently asks, 'what would you do?' Because a thousand people are dead in Palestine because of them and yet they ask what we would do after such an atrocity!
I hope we would cry and repent and stop.
But they want us to think they are being attacked as they literally chear at the missiles going down on the Gaza strip and they want us to think it is not Israel writing messages on their million dollar bombs.

Their soldiers share their murders on Facebook.
And we ignore everything as our leaders do.
We happily enjoy our lives,
Not boycotting a single supporter of the massacre.

Almost 1300 dead in Palestine and 60 in Israel.
But they won't stop, because our democracies are lame and quiet.
And we have not stopped their killing,
Of a thousand of our children.