There’s a war that’s ongoing in the hearts of those who yearn bliss, but a war greater than that has entered in the form of chaos, a war that shows no mercy, a war that spoke palestine is burning, and did this heart burn in pain as well… Hearts that feel unspoken words, on behalf of those who were left lifeless in the occupied abodes… And had they forgotten… their brethrens remember them? But hadn’t they forgotten their brethrens as well… Remember them? how do the hearts deal with the pain of being bystanders you ask? Ask the sound of sobs and weeps, the story of helpless tears and how the pain of not being there runs deep… And how the worry for ummah keeps us from reaching the state of comfort and sleep, haven’t they been stripped off the roofs…?and the light that enters their house fails to enter the lives they have been trying to seek. A tale of not the broken nor the weak, where justice failed and money speaks; of blood and crimes, cruelty and pocket full of dimes, this new world orders sullied soul reeks. They ask us mockingly hasn’t it been enough you remain left out to live and breath? Cowards have big mouths is all I can say, let them live oblivious of how Khalid Ibn waleed was an army forged to slay, and do they think with them a similar history won’t repeat… Need they be reminded that every tree and stone shall say, there’s the jew… and to the fates end with death they shall meet? Pointless sadistic smirks they make, what a misery.. humanity is at stake…and how farther shall they venture with this hate.. as bystanders we witness and wait, a time will come, a mercy for some, and for the unjust it will be too late.