Never end, these wars, of existence
Men keep aflame, their faith, in fear
Fed on, their blood, and insolence
Peace, in this land, is the, last frontier!
What’s left, of West Bank, and Gaza
Mourns, a dying ethos, her caricature
Of faith’s defeat, in, fear’s saga
Where Jews, graffiti, Arab conjecture!
Politics, can’t be, bad economics
Muslim Brotherhood, has, its threshold
A lone war, of, empty rhetorics
Is all, but lost, hope’s, last foothold!
Thus the, Jordan Valley, and the, Northern Dead Sea
Shall soon, toe the, Jewish bloodline
Would be history, a state, not to be
The Shrinking Soul of Palestine!
© 2019 Vikas Chandra