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we too know something
November 26, 2023
I don’t know
Whether it’s
February or December.
I don’t know
Whether it’s day or night
Today
Is it Friday?
Or Tuesday?
No! I don’t know.
But, do listen
I too know something
Here
In our maps
Lies the peace
But with someone else
‘Rest in peace’.
Here we
Smells the spring
But with it’s twin
‘blood-spring’.
Hm, I know
I too have friends here
In my sides
But what to say
We don’t (can’t) play
We now live in a small, dark home.
No, I don’t know,
can I call that so?,
With some new friends.
Some warms and a snake.
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i am salih mambra,six'teen' year old, boy from kerala.
this poem resonates with cries of palestinian children.In this pathetic situation let our hands stand for the sake of palestine.