Free Palestine

All your armies, all your fighters,
All your tanks, and all your soldiers,
Against a boy, holding a stone,
Standing there all alone.

In his eyes, I see the sun.
In his smile, I see the moon.
And I wonder, I only wonder,
Who is weak, and who is strong?
Who is right, and who is wrong?
And I wish, I only wish, that the truth had a tongue.

~A child from Gaza

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