Broken shreds

I’m torn between two people
Born of the same father

Brought up in different worlds

Things were going better
Until a moment ago

When Palestinians fired four mortars

And Israeli tanks slained Palestinian youths

A forlorn circle of global diasporas

They have fought and lied
God seems to have left them alone

To crawl on all fours
In the burning sand
To reach groundhog day
Covered with blood

I love them both

But I’m not good enough for them

They need someone close and dear
Someone who is near

Someone who loves them all the same
I’m confused and in pain
My mind is jumbled with random thoughts
Thoughts of vain
And thoughts of love

This is a choice for them
Ought they choose hatred?
That kills the colors?
That shreds the wings?
That darkens the lights?