The Time of Monsters
A poem commemorating the victims of the genocide in Gaza
The Time of Monsters
When the Holy Land
becomes the house of darkness
and the rivers turn into streams of tears
When the blood runs down the drain
and all you can smell is fear
When the bodies
are burned to ashes
and piles of rubble cover the dead
When the wounded are helplessly crying
as drones circle over their heads
When the children
are maimed by the thousands
and their parents are drowning in despair
When the whole world remains silent
and nobody seems to care
When the soldiers
are coming to kill you
and they say it's in the name of God
When you hear their satanic laughter
you will know that it is not
When the birds
do stop their singing
and they no longer reach the sky
When once fertile gardens wither
and the trees heave their last sigh
When in the land
of Gods and Monsters
even the angels are about to die
You will know it's the Time of Monsters
and God sings his last lullaby
~DeepThought, 22 October 2024




Just don't talk to me about 'holocausts' and 'anti-semitism'.