Skies Don’t Bury Justice

Phalapoem editor , 5/04/25

Rafah before and after Israeli war on Gaza

They drop their bombs with godlike ease,
Across the skies, across the seas.
No trial, no law, just smoke and flame,
Each crater carved without a name.

But steel can’t kill what truth ignites,
Nor silence voices robbed of rights.
For every blast that scars the land,
A thousand rise with open hand.

You can strike the earth, ignore the cries—
But justice travels farther than your skies.