Poem: For The Cursed And Callous

Note: This poem as one of my previous poems: Innocence At War is also dedicated to Gaza and the people of Gaza

Dawn Of Gaza- My Photography.

Darkness is no longer frightening,

And the winter does not feel as cold.

The battle has yet began,

Yet, no need for comfort,

No need for words

We are our own Knight,

We are our own Savior,

Along the sounds of missiles,

Near the winter haze

We stand here, frigid mortals,

Through the deserted battle field we gaze

Awaiting to face the heartless devils,

Bring your all for the everlasting fight,

For the cursed and callous that you are,

The brutal monsters that you are,

We came,

Fearless as the Sun,
We fight,
For the honorable right,
 We defend,
Go on,

Though the fight have not ended

The victory tonight have been declared,

The battle is Ours,

The freedom is Ours,

The Land is Ours,