We write, we poet, we prose it, we film it, we produce it, we talk about it, we look at it, we see it , do we feel it ?

We watch films', motion pictures', with blood thirst and brutal killings, are hearts dead from the visions' of play, just play, when reality hits', there is no room for emotion, no heart felt bravery, lost, as we sit, staring at the screen, between the reality of death , love and hate, the motion picture play.

Gaza lost, as a reality of screen glass vision, no feeling, no emotion, no movement, no fight, no, plight, we are heart dead.

Fight, strive, enlighten with light your heart, to bring it to life.........death is just stagnated without movement, as we are fed, motion picture, films', with honey pop corn , any desire you wish, we will miss the reality of the real hit list.