The Children of Gaza
(Invasion of Gaza, January 2009)
The dead and wounded children of Gaza
Are carried out in arms of bleeding fathers
And terrified mothers, dressed from ankle to head in black,
The color of mourning, the color of death, the color
Of our hope, once green and fresh as April shoots,
Now black as burned flesh, burned by phosphorous bombs
On human skin. The homes, the shops, the mosques
Are rubble. Our future is rubble, the children
Of Gaza are wrapped in bloody sheets,
Our hope buried in shallow rubble graves.
Robert M. Coughlin
January 27, 2009