5 December 2023
In a Place Called Little Palestine, People Feel Afraid. And Forgotten.
In a Place Called Little Palestine, People Feel Afraid. And Forgotten. In a place called Little Palestine, Where tears drip from hearts that mourn, The streets once vibrant, now hold an eerie silence, A sense of fear in every dawn. Where dreams once bloomed like jasmine flowers, Now wither, wilt, and fade away, The echoes of despair haunt the souls,...
