Shima's Blog

Whenever I look

Into the eyes of a Palestinian child

My tears start shedding

I can't imagine what he is living through

If only I knew

As a Palestinian child

What it would be like

To see bombs coming down

And not rain

And what it would be like

To see blood on the ground

Or to see my older brother

Covered in blood

If only I knew

As a Palestinian child

What it would be like

To hear the sounds of bombs

And helicopters and gun shootings

Day and night

How am I able to describe

That fear in the eyes

Of a Palestinian child?

Looking into their eyes

And trying to imagine

How their life would be

Without shootings and bombs

Bursting in air

If only I knew
As a Palestinian child