An Ode to Gaza

Can you see their bloodied rags
or their twisted limbs,
the horror in their eyes,
Can you tell me their sin?

Can you feel the ground tremble,
or infected wounds on their skin,
the emptiness in side ,
Can you manage a grin?

Can you hear the rockets sail,
their tanks, their bombs, their guns,
a family home blown up,
Can death be fun?

Can you taste poisonous gas,
hissing from the shells,
the bitterness on your lips,

Can you live in hell?

Can you smell burning flesh,
amidst their childish cries,
doctors shake their heads,
Can the international community but sigh?


Rebecca Zard,
KCL English Law and French Law student




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