A Heart From A Child

Why did they break my things?

And break my toys?

I lost a lot of my stuff

We threw it all in the garbage

We also got rid of our clothes

We beg from our neighbours for clothing to wear

The food we eat smells like gas

We don’t want to get rid of our clothes

Even though they smell like gas

Only if you’d smell our clothing

Let the Isrelis come and smell our clothes

And see our home

Whenever we to take a shower

or do anything at home

the smell of gas suffocates us to death

Come and look at my clothes

Smell them…it’s gas

What can I do?

I didn’t even get to enjoy the sunglasses that my dad gave to me

Even the bracelet and necklace that my mom gave to me

I didn’t even get to enjoy my rings

How am I supposed to enjoy

All of my belongings

How?

Enjoy our things with what?