The Gaza Poem

The sky is raining bombs, the night sky is reddened from constant fire. The ground is filled with people that are buried alive. The smell of gunpowder and blood is all around. The food sent is nearly expired. Drinking water is nowhere to be found. People are starving, thirsty, they are crowded and sleep deprived. No internet, no electricity, no gas, blocked roads and nowhere is safe. Everyday 24/7 since October the 7th.