Bloody Hands(To Ghazza Kids) Poem by Mehradad Nosrati

After a puerile toil to gain more of their bike

Now are sharing their limbs cut off and diffuse

None of these two brothers would go this far in that

And won't accept the mangling tank driver's excuse



Our disputations had a pen of words as proof

Not a weapon of brutality you offered

Ghazza kids, our witnesses at the divine court

Testify by the change bloody hands hope covered



I'm a shia and a sunni is my brother

With the same moslem's heart hate your savagery

But not we alone feel like this, real jews, christians

And other believers of overall world boundary



You seem not be aware of Ghazza long history

And what a marvelous role it had played during times

So go and read the bravery of Batis against

Alexander, When chanting and clapping for your crimes



Once again I and my sunni brother tonight

After saying our common prayer will decide

How to expose your red hands to criminal court


To affect most the history's heart by our new pride





Poet: Mehrdad Nosrati (Mehreshaer)