No trace

No trace

Israel is now using weapons on the people of Palestine that vaporise the bodies so there is no trace left. Countless souls are lost under the rubble and now many more are quite literally vanishing into thin air.

Israel has also started bombing Syria.

No trace.

No more little rosebud lips.

No more perfect fingertips.

No more footprints along the sand.

No more moments, hand in hand.

No more storylines upon a face.

No more falling into love’s sweet embrace.

No more wispy hairs brushing her left ear.

No more soft goodnights, “I love you dear.”

No more wedding vows, first words uttered, or trophies held up high.

No secret kisses, lingering glances or time to say goodbye.

No one to mourn, no one to grieve, no treasured resting place.

Simply gone, dust to dust, from this world without a trace.

No trace.