Friday 29 August 2014

Palestine Child

Don't grieve for I am dead
Your tears have no purpose
Stand tall for what I said
And know this life is worthless.

Learn from the life I led
Remember how I was murdered
An orphan without a bed
I am peaceful now in heaven

They live with no water or bread
My family are still bleeding
These tears that you shed
Should be for those still breathing.

When everything were happening
We only can be pleased
Because we know one thing
Only God knows the best for us.



























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