The World’s eyes are on you, Israel.
I’ve no idea why…
Your land is but a dust ball,
that has been beaten by the bombs
of your enemies, endlessly.
Your people are on constant lock down
by the threats of war.
You have nothing the world wants.
So why does this humanity revolve
around this tiny piece of earth?
The world is much greater.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem