Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
You spread love,
peace and happiness.
You wear your beautiful suit
and children await you
with happiness and anticipation.
The children like the tree
which is full of lights
and inspires them with hope.
Santa,
don’t you want come here too
to spread of your kindness
and show the little ones love and hope?
But it seems to me that
you will not be able to come.
I do not blame you- in fact,
I excuse you from my heart.
I know Gaza is closed from normal life.
They closed all of our borders
we are in a huge prison as you know.
But you can come with a boat
through our sea
but please be careful
because they will kill you.
and change the blue water to red
with not just your red suit but with your blood too
they have no mercy for the children of Gaza
their Talmud teaches them we are goyim,
We are not human.
Santa,
my small town needs you
and all the children await you
but there are a lot of children
that are so afraid of your red suit
it reminds them of blood
from massacres they encounted
on their mothers, their fathers
their brothers and their sister.
You will remind mothers
of their children
who were murdered.
With lots of parents and children gone
who will bring them presents?
You will remind the children too
of their toys buried under the rubble.
Santa, Please don’t come to Gaza.
You will bring tears to the eyes,
and fresh sadness into the hearts.
Santa,
I will put the Christmas tree
over the rubble of the homes.
I will light up the place
and give hope and joy
inspite of this misarable life
in spite of the broken hearts,
The tearful eyes,
The lost love.
It will change the atmosphere,
of sadness and sorrow,
to an atmosphere of love and peace.
I will let people in all cities
see the lights from Gaza.
To tell the world that,
we are still alive,
and we will never be broken.
