Just an ordinary day...
my reflections on the atrocities in Palestine while trying to live my insignificant, ordinary little life...
I have been watching the news since October 7th and like many of us, been horrified watching and hearing what the people of Palestine have been going through. Events in Rafah the other day were beyond horrific, and I cannot unsee some of the images I have witnessed. I am just so sad and I can’t keep saying nothing, but I do not know what to say, except for…
Enough!!!
It is enough now, and it was enough on October 7th - there must be a ceasefire and there must be an end to this unholy war.
I was thinking of all of this as I sat the other day, just an ordinary day for me, and yet, and yet, the children of Palestine, the people of Palestine are going through hell… actual living hell!! It is so unjust… these are just my thoughts, it is not a perfect poem, but my imperfect reflections on what is going on while we carry on with our ordinary, insignificant lives…
Just an ordinary day
I am sprawled across my sofa in the conservatory
It has just started raining
the warmth of the day, now cooler and breezy
My cup of tea, now empty
the washing which was drying on the line
now warming on the radiators
I wonder if May knows it is meant to be warm?
I look up at the sky and I think
of all the Palestinian children in Gaza right now
Do they know that they are precious and loved
when the bombs rain down upon them
and the sky turns red
when their families are destroyed, ripped apart
when pain hits and blood stained streets surround them
homes and hospitals now rubble, safe places, gone.
I wonder if they will ever know that we love them
that they didn't deserve this
that we pray for it to stop
that we will not give up on them
that our hearts are broken for them
and I turn on the tap to wash my dishes with tears filling the bowl
as the genocide rages on, living hell on earth..
while we keep going about our business, like it's just an ordinary day!
Lisa xx