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Poetry ~ "Demise of Human Rights " / Zeegyasa


Killing, bombing and eviction

People are living in privation

Of security, freedom and dignity

In our close vicinity.

Eleven was not a short duration.

A life full of terror and affliction!



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With signals honking, children wailing,

Elders mourning and constant depriving.

What they wanted was their rights

A peace full life without any fight,

Right to praying Al Asqa mosque,

Right to travel without anyforce

No slavery, non-arbitrary arrest

Right to work with enough rest

What they got was a disgrace!

Rights were killed in occupational race!

Civilians and their infrastructure were targeted

Target were the homes in Silwan and Sheikh Jarrah

Who will pay for psychological impairment?

Who will win amidst debarment?

None can bring back the martyrs.

None can change that horrible encounter.

But one can do alot many things

Try to fulfill their emotional needs

Suppress Anti-Semitic demonstration

And urge for recognised demarcation.

Make this peace a permanent one

By treating all people as equal humans.


About the poem

 'Israel Palestine conflict ' is the main inspiration behind this poem. The poem discloses how human rights were violated in occupational conflict.

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