Introduction to the Poem:
In the wake of unimaginable suffering, where the cries of the innocent echoed through the streets and the dust of destruction settled on every corner, Gaza has endured a trial like no other. The pain is immeasurable — lives lost, homes shattered, futures uncertain. Yet, even in the darkest hours, there arises an unyielding spirit, one that refuses to be silenced.
This poem is a tribute to the strength of Gaza’s people — to their resilience in the face of unimaginable hardship, to their ability to rise from the ashes, and to the unbreakable hope that flickers even in the deepest sorrow. It is a reminder that, while the scars of war will never fully fade, they cannot extinguish the light of the human spirit.
From the rubble, a new dawn is beginning to break. The pain of the past has only strengthened the resolve to reach for peace. This is not just a story of suffering, but of the unwavering hope that one day, peace will soar as high as the eagle, and Gaza will rise again — stronger, united, and undeterred.
In this world of shadows, where despair once reigned,
The echoes of war have left hearts bruised, unchained.
The blood of the innocent has stained the earth’s embrace,
Women and children fallen — in the sacred land’s grace.
But this is no hour for sorrow, no time for regret,
For those who endure shall rise and not forget.
Gaza, the cradle of pain and struggle’s embrace,
Has faced the fire, and from it found its place.
The flames of war may have scorched the sky,
But the soul of Gaza will never, ever die.
The journey through suffering, deep and long,
Has only made the people of Gaza strong.
In their hearts, a fire that will not wane,
Their spirits forged through hardship and pain.
O children of Gaza, you are the eagle born,
Not to rest in shadows, nor in sorrow mourn.
You rise, and with each breath, defy the night,
For peace now calls with a voice of light.
From the rubble, a new dawn will emerge,
A land reborn from the ashes of its urge.
The mountains that trembled, the skies that bled,
Shall see a new day where love is spread.
Fear not, O Gaza, for the end is near,
The winds of peace are coming, clear and sincere.
You are the soul of the East, the spirit unbroken,
Your strength is the testament of words unspoken.
Soar beyond the sorrow, beyond the strife,
For peace will rise, and with it, a new life.
The summit of hope, though distant and high,
Now calls you forth to claim your place in the sky.
