words can hit like bullets

I wrote this in October last year a week after I read and heard about the recurring conflict between Palestine and Israel. 

two opposing forces

willing to slaughter the people

they're supposed to protect

too egoistic

to sit down at a table and talk

in times of war

words can hit like bullets

but wouldn't you rather fire sentences

than lethal weapons?

rather trying to look for some kind of peace

than furthering the bloodshed

and the massacres

ruining the future of their children

by taking away their lives

their innocence

being born into generational trauma

without a choice

is a warfare of itself

warfare against human nature

we want to erase you

like a rubber erases all the lines you wrote on paper

your culture

your music

your food

the land which belongs to your ancestors

who have endured and will continue to endure

the violence follows them from birth to death

transforming children into fighters

throwing stones

out of desperation

learning how to fight

learning about the revolution

their families have fought for a decade

instead of learning how to live