Some days are Sunny, others are a B*tch

December 31, 2025

Bloody Baby Booties

A haunted graveyard
where no comfort is found.
Frightened children roam;
starving barefoot without a home.

Gaza is hell on earth.
No peace, shelter or food.
Bones and rubble cover the ground.
Screams of terror; a constant sound.

Life here is ugly and short
often cut down with a gun’s retort.
What is this ugly war?
Do the dying know what they fought for?

How can the young admire adults
to learn love and trust?
They only see pain and waste.
Death's shadow carved upon each face.

Perhaps some day the world will care.
They will hear frightened cries,
above pain filled whispers in poisoned air.
Voices unite: Peaceful life must exist somewhere.


By: Kathie Stehr