War’s Iron Dance

War’s Iron Dance

In echoes of despair, a land torn asunder,
Israel-Gaza’s tale, a relentless thunder.
Blood-soaked battleground, where innocence weeps,
As nations sow seeds, violence forever reaps.
Weapons of destruction, wielded with blind might,
While cease-fire pleas vanish, swallowed by the night.

Mighty nations stand, their interests combined,
Fueling the flames, in a calculated bind.
U.S., the puppeteer, pulls strings from afar,
Selling more weapons, ignoring wounds and scars.
Vetoes cast with apathy, hearts turned to stone,
As shattered lives crumble, their hopes overthrown.

Children bear witness to a twisted crusade,
Where peace becomes a game, endlessly delayed.
In shattered homes, dreams crumble like the walls,
Innocence eradicated as darkness falls.
Hopes drowned in sorrow, the tears never cease,
As restless souls plead for a lasting release.

Yet amid the chaos, compassion remains,
Voices rise in unity, breaking the chains.
Resilient hearts longing for a future serene,
Fighting hatred’s grip, with love they intervene.
Humanity’s anthem, chants for peace to reign,
Echoing across deserts, ending this vicious pain.

Israel, Gaza, war, cease-fire, weapons, veto