The children down the block had wished for falling stars
To marvel at a colouring night sky
They longed for fireworks, freer than their dreams
Who could dance amongst the stars
They giggled and screamed as they ran
Playing tag through the city so dense
They collected flowers and olive branches
Desperate tears from budding martyrs filled the Dead Sea
They prayed for falling stars
When covered in soot and cement
With scraps and seeping maroon
One doesn’t pray for fire from the sky
But they were put to sleep with falling stars
The city so dense bathed in starlight
And the children screamed once more
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As an update on my university’s demonstrations, they keep escalating due to hooligans taking over and police violence that is now being investigated by Amnesty International. My university hasn’t started an academic boycott yet, but others (also Dutch ones) have (partially).
Keep demonstrating, the people of Palestine deserve to see a free tomorrow