War has no sense, It leaves nothing behind It gathers wealth from man and gives it to death It prides itself with threats and occupies the hearts of sadists It longs for attention, Attention from victims, Attention from helpers Who may or may not give their aid It is like death that has no cloth... Continue Reading →

You are eating, but the little boy got washed You are smiling, but the little boy got washed You are free, but the little boy got washed He got washed and he is your wake up call He got washed and he is your angel You are making decisions, Having conferences Signing treaties, But the... Continue Reading →

Poem: If Only We Were Few…

If only we were few, We would understand loneliness, We would appreciate our companions And embrace one another before death has its pride.   If only we were few, We would validate ourselves as everyone should, And understand the essence of happiness, We would dance to the tune of child birth And hug the old... Continue Reading →

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