Such a beautiful little girl,
In her garnet coloured dress,
The perfect image of serenity,
Carrying a pile of taboon bread,
From her grandmother’s oven,
 Gold coins glinting on her cap,
Smiling at lemons in the sunshine,
With assured stillness of her head.

 She stops before
Crossing the road
She crumples to the dusty ground,
Another collateral obscenity
An Israeli ricochet
Brings her down

Are we crying yet?

Are we crying yet?

Are we crying yet?

Are we?

Harry Rogers, In the old study, Sunday 16th September 2012, updated 11th May 2021.