A crime at dawn
The colour is that of love
So vivid, so loud
When glowing inside you
Nothing can hide
The fragrance is that of joy
Twisting and twirling
With a rainbow spiral
Elevating you to heaven
The touch is that of passion
Amusement and wonder
Like a baby’s soft hand
Wrapped around your finger
So pretty, so graceful
in beautiful velvet dresses
Holding on to one another
As a loving family kind and tender
Gently warming your heart
With magical memories of all your loved ones
Peacefully softening your soul
With words of praise
That you didn’t even know
You knew
Gasping for its final breath
This pure innocent soul
Was still giving away
So generously
All its being
Loving unconditionally
With no expectations
Along side the dying beauty
Was the murder weapon
Top quality stainless steel, they say
So sharp it can rip a bone apart
The cold creepy jaw
Sends shivers down your spine
The painful pointy edges await in hunger
To claim the life of yet another victim
And if you look closer
With your eyes wide open
You might even see
The blood droplets
Of a dying rose
On the shiny sharp teeth
Of a stainless steal scissors
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Poetry for Palestine 
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