Gaza

Posted on July 16, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Holding one’s child
Broken and torn
Loved every moment
Since she had been born
An Israeli bomb crashed down from the sky
And murdered my child
With the question mark why
The most evil scumbags
That there ever has been
My child at my breast
the colonialists dream.

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.
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