My Heart Bleeds for You .......

My Heart Bleeds for You .......

A Poem by Bidu Ibrahim

I see them every day

Children as young or younger than my little son,

Their bodies crashed under rabbles,

Their innocent bodies swimming in flood of blood

The lucky ones with grief stricken mothers

Kneeling by their broken bodies

Scratching their faces and wailing their hearts out;

The not so lucky clutching at the equally broken bodies of their mums.

 

I see them everyday

buckling under a hail of bullets

I see them everyday

rained on by bombs

crushed and burnt beyond recognition.

I see them everyday

run over by tanks

and trampled into the ground.

Their sin an attempt to drive out a rogue guest,

A bully who has taken over their homes.   

 

I see them everyday

With stones clutched in their tiny hands

Their backs never turned to run.

But there is something else I see

Yes I also see the courage

Defiance and uncowed rage

On their tiny faces.

I see in their cute little eyes hope

I feel in their broken bodies faith

I hear in their hoarse voices victory

I know the length of the night will not prevent the dawn of a new day!

My heart bleeds for you the children of Palestine. 


© 2013 Bidu Ibrahim



Author's Note

Bidu Ibrahim
Doesn't the 'World Police' see this?

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This is beautiful, it really shows the pain and suffering most children have to suffer from its very chilling

Posted 5 Years Ago


Palestine and other areas of the world too children victims of adult games.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I fear the people in power don't see this. Only those who have souls and hearts that can bleed. You've written of despair ann death, but with it a message of hope. Don't stop writing about this. People have to know.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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