To The Baby Martyr Of Palestine… Poem by Zekai Ozgun
To The Baby Martyr Of Palestine…
Sweatheart,
you were feeling safe at home…
They sent a bomb on to your heads with your parents,
your face covered with blood,
and your body with soil and rocks…
I'd have found and stopped them,
before this crime was committed,
But I couldn’t…
Your bright olive eyes are open,
Your milk-smelling mouth is full of soil.
I would dig you out of dirth,
hug you and kiss all the limbs of your body
that are hurt to soothe the pain…
Who did this?
How come they could do this to you?
sweatheart…
A great, awesome, thought-provoking poem. My prayer is that the Children of Abraham on both 'sides' will stop killing each other. Amen
very very sad and true...hope God will rescue all Muslims...10 Hataw
a really true story, happening ths time, , nice poem written in beautiful lines.. a feeling of a very concern ctzen to his country.. nice poem..
great good job.... well it's wonderful poem.... full of human feelings and meanings..that we cann't see it... all over the world... I hope that your voice convey the moral messege for who doesn't respect this words... 10+++++++++ thanks keep it up 8) Laila
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Personally coming from a conflict zone, i do share your pain and grief. Your poem touches, reflects sadly the loss grief and love. Do keep writing.