Lebanon My Home

by Tayma Samaha aged 13

Lebanon my imperfect home
Lebanon full of war
Lebanon full of blood
Lebanon, I love no matter what

As I dance on top of the ruins
The wind moves the national flag
All the people cheer
All the children dance
Lebanon, I love no matter what

Innocent children losing their lives
Everywhere you walk you see
Millions dying and you do not care
I do not know what you will do
If this happens to you

Sleepless nights is becoming a thing
Millions watching the news at night
When will you stop with this trauma
And horrific genocide?
Why can’t you Leave Lebanon alone?

Many people are dying, and you do not care at all
People are dying and all you do is bomb
Why cannot you be calm and open your eyes
and see the people cry?
It is not war, it’s purely murder
and its called genocide

The Poetry Zone

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