Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Tears of Gaza hold my life
and the power of my thoughts.
They have erased my vision of life
and left a guilt within my soul.
In this age,
I have nothing to offer the people of Gaza—
except my words.
What have the people of Gaza done
to deserve such pain?
What wrong have they committed?
Is it simply because they were born?
No one thinks of Gaza’s children—
not even those in power,
not even the Power of the Arab world.
Look—
they starve,
but the world does not.
Every day,
the sky weeps with falling rain.
The ocean’s waves rage—
warning the conscience of the world.
The time is coming
to sweep away all evil powers.
Gaza will rise again,
stronger than ever before.
