Suddenly the temperature drops, just
twelve degrees, the weather forecast
warns about a thunderstorm, and I'm
again deep into the slaughter that goes
on in Gaza, the 'normalized' genocide
that doesn't bother people who tell
their children to read Anne Frank's
diary and watch Schindler's List.
They refuse to hear the thunder.
23.06.2024
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