No genocide has been so confessed,
So documented, so manifest.
No crime so broadcast to the world,
As lives erased, as flags unfurled.
The victims speak, their voices raw,
The proof is written in the law—
Displacement, death, the endless siege,
A land consumed by war’s disease.
The perpetrators’ words lay bare,
Intent declared without despair.
Their plans, their aims, their brutal will,
A calculated urge to kill.
Facilitators cheer and fund,
The weapons fire, the bloodstreams run.
Silence cloaks complicit hands,
As justice falters, bound by sands.
This genocide, this truth, remains,
A people crushed by war’s campaigns.
But justice calls, a reckoning due,
For every life, for every truth.
Let no denial cloud the name,
This crime is clear, this endless shame.
Israel’s genocide, a scar so deep,
A wound the world can no longer keep.
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In Palestine's struggle, voices rise,
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