Palestine Is Still The Issue Poem by DM W
Palestine Is Still The Issue
The stars are dead over this fabled land.
Beauty is bleeding; her light is fading.
Everything human is drifting from her face.
As she breaks like porcelain in the war torn night.
After the metal birds have breathed out their deadly fire;
After the media have moved on to other matters,
Others will surely carry on the struggle;
Among the ruins and the awful daylight.
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