A Candle Lights Gaza's Night Awaiting Martyrdom

A Candle Lights Gaza's Night Awaiting Martyrdom

Cold hands reach
To a candle for warmth
Against the frigid reality
Of the calamity
About to befall
Israel demands
Extermination
Of resistance
To Palestine's fate
Children huddle
A mother prays
The whole world
Watches
But who
Will be saved?
Breath hovers like vapor
From the freshly martyred
Dead pulses with fear
As thoughts race
Ahead
Assembled at the crossing
Israeli tanks amass
Determined to gain ground
Pummel and ransack
Martyr
Brigades take places
In a matrix of self defense
Against an Archenemy
For sixty years
Entrenched
Hunger and deprivation
Isolated in refugee camps
Imprisoned by a Western world
Judgmental
As they connive
Against Arab streets
In rubble ripped apart
Buildings flattened and charred
Hundreds slaughtered
Thousands wounded
Hamas fighters shoulder on
Defenders of heritage
Land and rights
Against the odds
Homemade rockets flare
As Israeli guided missiles
Take flight
Trigger fingers
Flex and wait
Cold comfort
In a living hell
On this
Gaza's darkest night