Oh Rascal Children of Gaza by Khaled Juma

Oh rascal children of Gaza. You who consistently disturbed me with your screams under my window. You who filled every morning with rush and chaos. You who broke my vase and stole my lonely flower from my balcony. Come back, and scream as you want and break all the vases. Steal all the flowers. Come back… Just come back…

After reading this poem for the first time, it broke me. I broke down in tears, and an hour later as I went to post this and typed the transcription, I cried again as I got to the last few lines. Although this poem was written in 2014, I feel that it is just as impactful now as it was a decade ago.