Rafah. Once was home once was peaceful

Posted on June 6, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Everyday I see the bodies
Palestine is sad
The children all are crying out
Where is mom and dad
Bullets shells and fire storms
Israel’s stench it’s here
We are in a safe zone
Compounded by their fear

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
This entry was posted in A not my king story, Abandonment, Child exploitation, children and their plight in a adult world, Childrens Poems, Death and Dying, Emotional Poems, Feelings, Genocide, Humanity is a shithouse, Israel, Palestine, War crimes, war zones, Wars. Bookmark the permalink.

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