Breathe with Palestinians

"Dedication to all survivals and My beloved Holy Al Aqsa " I heard the agony and i narrate_ But our souls are still not awake, I know you will never forgive and blame; But our leaders are the name of shame. I saw red color in clots, I smelled ash and melted metal' I fear that our time will come; But we haven nothing to return. I screamed, but they were wrecked, I watch while dome cracked__ I found myself under smash; I breathe but i skipped. I shatter when i awake, I found myself in grave' The angels asked who i am' ? But all i remember was stains. I wonder whom should i blame ? But all i can whisper; Your time will be come ' And you'll be abondon just like them.