I see the tear-stained
Fear-stained
Rebellious eyes of the college kids,
The kids who rose up,
The kids who hear the cries
And see the horror for what it is
And I wonder
What has this world come to?
The Nakba never ended
The colonizers lied.
Well, little do they know,
The youth is rising up,
The world is going to turn
And Palestine will survive.
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My Random Thoughts
Poetrycompletely random things going on in my life that i need to express - mostly in poetry form (I'm slowly editing and adding poems. I made a majority of these when I was in middle school and had no clue what I was doing. Sorry for that.)
