Gaza

Crying when I’m falling, faĺling, falling,there is no end to my calling

Calling through the pain

Calling through the rain

Calling through the dessert terrain

Baron terrains, do you not feel my pain

Baron terrains please will you rain

Just rain to wash away all this pain, all this pain that a person can take away our days

Take away our days, please, do you not see all this pain, pain that a man can give, give with no reason, no reason except to take, take our closest and dearest, our dearest that carry our names

Our names, our names, are dying, dying there is no future gain, the pain is dying, dying just like our future days

To Be Continued by Joanne Chitwood

For the people of Gaza, I can not do much accept try and give you a voice