I Can’t Stop

Photo by Steve Johnson via Unsplash

This is a poem that I wrote to express my experience of witnessing the Palestinian genocide, as a brown mother of three daughters.

My eyes are locked on my screen

scrolling through updates

and time spills away

like so much blood

on our helpless hands—

image after image of ash, of smoke

of babies broken and split

of mothers wailing and wailing

and I refuse to look away,

refuse to give away

my humanity—I wail

with the mothers, not knowing

what I would do

if my own children

were murdered,

not knowing

the level of rage and grief

swelling inside me, volcanic

and uncontainable—

if I would survive

if I would continue on

or if I would consume

the entire world

with my molten scream.

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