This Morning

This morning,
The sun,
My heart,
Brings warmth,
To a beautiful day.

 

I walk to work,
Travel restricted,
Clashes in Qalandiya,
Demonstrations in Al Mannara,
And bombs in Gaza.

 

Day seven,
Of a seven-day war?
Who can say?
Yesterday, images,
Of bodies,
Of bombs,
Of funerals,
Of brave resistance,
Engulfed me,
Bombarded me,
Drained me,
Hollowed me,
Till my mind gagged,
And my body rang,
And, in disbelief,
I cried.

 

Today, the blue sky,
Welcomes me,
And hope is born,
Again.
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