"Gaza: A Eulogy in Flames"
There’s a holocaust on your fucking timeline—
scrolled past between coffee and memes.
Another child’s skeleton posed like a question mark,
another hospital erased by laser-guided *"oops."*
The West licks its lips,
debates the *nuance* of rubble,
while the rats grow fat on UN rice
and the bombs wear democracy’s smile.
They call it *war* when the resistance fights back,
call it *tragedy* when the cameras blink,
but when the numbers climb—
*just statistics* in a press release graveyard.
The dead don’t trend unless they’re ours.
History’s ghost whispers *"never again,"*
while the machine gun choir sings *"hold my beer."*
You want *edgy?* Here’s your edge:
the world is a gutted fish,
and we’re all just counting scales.
Cui Bono, Thank you for a great poem and sentiments.
Love it, How is they do not see, what will come to be, with every murdered soul, a future full of vengeance is sowed.
"Gaza: A Eulogy in Flames"
There’s a holocaust on your fucking timeline—
scrolled past between coffee and memes.
Another child’s skeleton posed like a question mark,
another hospital erased by laser-guided *"oops."*
The West licks its lips,
debates the *nuance* of rubble,
while the rats grow fat on UN rice
and the bombs wear democracy’s smile.
They call it *war* when the resistance fights back,
call it *tragedy* when the cameras blink,
but when the numbers climb—
*just statistics* in a press release graveyard.
The dead don’t trend unless they’re ours.
History’s ghost whispers *"never again,"*
while the machine gun choir sings *"hold my beer."*
You want *edgy?* Here’s your edge:
the world is a gutted fish,
and we’re all just counting scales.
Cui Bono, Thank you for a great poem and sentiments.
Love it, How is they do not see, what will come to be, with every murdered soul, a future full of vengeance is sowed.