Ooo! ! ! you young infants of the stolen land <br />Be strong, you are the seeds of the sand <br />Rain of missiles showered you every day <br />the world watch as if it is a comic play <br />your playground has become a missile garden <br />And you had become a weed that need to be up rooten <br />every day of yours, some of you are called by him above <br />But with tears of sorrow you buried them with love <br /> <br />Ooo! ! ! you children of gaza <br />Be strong, God will answer your prayer <br />You have never had a memory of sweet infancies <br />your childhood is constantly rubbed by plague of brutalities <br />Your eyes are running water no more <br />they pumped blood from sorrows core <br />Ooo! ! ! children of this ruined kingdom <br />let no one break your spirit, they will call freedom <br /> <br />Ooo! ! ! you children of palestine <br />Be strong, your home will be a glowing vine <br />our hand are tied to our eyes <br />our ears are deaf only few of us heard your cries <br />But I say to you hold on <br />It wouldn't be long before you see the sun <br />It wouldn't be long before we hear your solitary strain <br />It wouldn't be for ever this pointless emblem of pain <br />Be strong children of gaza <br />Freedom will wipe your fear<br /><br />kemurl fofanah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/children-of-gaza/
