Gaza’s Grief

The sky is dark, the ground is torn,

In Gaza’s land, so many mourn.

Homes are lost, and hearts still ache,

A heavy toll, too much to take.

But still they stand, through endless pain,

Hoping peace will come again.

Through broken streets, their voices cry,

For love to bloom, for war to die.

Wazed Abdullah is a student of grade ten in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.