What was the crime of the Palestinian child?
What warranted their death?
Why did their parents’ tears
And the child’s blood, water the soil?
Why do you kill
when the air you breathe is ours
the clouds in the sky, ours?
Why do you imprison us in our country
and punish us for living
When you are the fire that burns the land?
That which we will eventually return and rebuild
Why do you build upon our bones
and expect it not to crumble beneath your bloodied boots?