empty shoes | Palestine Rose

empty shoes | Palestine Rose

Oh what will you wear for Eid,
My darling young one,
Oh what will you wear for Eid,
My darling young one?
I’ll wear my burial shroud
In my Grave.

I Miss You
Mother, please don’t be afraid
For me, my journey cut short
By Israeli Demons’ so Loud,—
Their rockets went past clouds
In the sky, a Space
Satellite Saw Gaza Ablaze.

I Miss You
Mother, please don’t be afraid
For me, my journey cut short
By Israeli Demons’ so Loud,—
I’m Praying for Gaza, my head bowed.
In Paradise, with Allah, who Hears
Every Prayer, He wiped away all of my Tears.