By
Ahmed Ali Siddiqui
In Gaza’s streets, where shadows dwell,
Children’s laughter- a distant bell.
Amidst the rubble they play,
Innocent hearts under skies gray.
Their tiny hands hold dreams untold,
Eyes full of sorrow, heart full of hope.
With each dawn’s rise, they dare to dream,
Of brighter days when rivers gleam.
Yet walls of conflict, tall and wide,
Cast darkened shadows, hopes denied.
Their laughter muffled by the sound,
Of bombs that echo all around.
Amidst the pain, they play and pray,
Their spirits still strong stay.
For in their eyes, a spark ignites,
A beacon of hope amidst the nights.
Oh Gaza’s children, brave and true,
The world may falter, but not you.
For in your smiles, we see the light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
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