Invisible lines
Appear by walls of separation, segregation
Cake slices swallowed from
—open bellies and beheaded babies—
Moral army they say
A just cause they say
God’s children they say
Tell me, why do you hide heads of entangled babies on gavels?
Terrorism—genocide—war—
All spell “loot”

The plunder and killing blunder
The pillage and bodily spillage
Stories inked in innocent blood
Invisible lines are choking
The stench of separation, stagnating
Staggering, struggling
Under rubbles of artificial lines
Compressing, constricting
The rubber band boomeranging
Blasting in birthday bombs
With death, the only guest
When bodies turn into weapons
Homes are lost
When weaponized bodies are defended against
All humanity is lost

Visible lines, the river to the sea
Ebbs of stillness pass
…babies, cats, dogs, mountain gazelles, ibex, wolves, fox, jekyll, deers, hamsters, bats, hedgehogs, mice, hares, rats, otters, badgers, hyrax, squirrels, boars, mongoose, lizards, snakes, women, men and creatures I do not know…
All lives lost in Palestine flow
2024, is this a joke?
Children killed from 19th century diseases
Holocaust camps expand into invisibly boarded land
Children in Congo sold in sacks
Tech bros stoop low for blue stones
Doctors serving life caught in crossfire
2024, is this a joke?

Humanity, what even is that?
Artificially sugar coated words won’t do
2024 is real
Nightmares do come true
This world cares for invisible ideas
Ideologies, religions, gods, power
—borders—
Are we really all human?
The homo sapien curse against diversity
Class, crass, colour, category
The sea of separation
These invisible lines
The curse of our species
Genocide keeps my eyes wide

Ironically, ideas of humanity keep my heart ajar
I do not carry it with pride
For it has failed several times
Yet hope is all to hold onto
Invisible faith against invisible lines
Power of people against power-hungry leaders
A tension of centuries to undo
Deep-seated hate is not part of my hope
Repulse, rebel, repel, revolt
For the right to enjoy life against genocide
Otherwise, it will be humanity’s suicide.
Written by Venya Patel
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