Trending in Gaza
The news rolled in as static blight,
A child’s scream beneath the drone at night,
A mother lifts her shattered son,
While somewhere else, the filters run.The headlines flare, the bodies pile,
Attention flickers for a while,
One city burned beneath the sky—The world swiped up and let it die.
Feeds once seethed with searing grief,
Yet war dissolved behind belief,
A thousand names reduced to trend,
A million wounds with no amend.Flags painted on a stranger’s face,
Then buried under meme’s embrace,
One photo sobbed, one video burned—Then vanished as the cycle turned.
They wrote “Never Again,” in ink so cheap,
Yet genocide goes on while timelines sleep.She clung to hope, he clung to phone,
One died unseen, the other shone.Captions softened every scar,
As sponsored peace eclipsed the war,
A million lost behind a screen,
Where empathy’s replaced by sheen.
The hashtags echoed through the night,
But reels preferred the filtered light,
Suffering sanitized and trimmed,
The horror muted, detail dimmed.Influence measured by a share,
While concrete dust still choked the air,
Awareness, fleeting, fades to blank,
While broken children fill the tank.
Algorithms hid the burning proof,
Too real for comfort, too uncouth,
Awareness has a shelf life short—Compassion ends
where markets sort.The posts go down, the bombs go up,
A war reduced to empty cup,
Attention wandered, thumbs forgot—But in the ruins, death is caught.
How many children stilled by smoke,
Before the world admits it broke?How many cries denied by feed,
Before a single soul concedes?The count kept clean, the images blurred,
Each headline cheaper than the last word.You cried in gifs,
you clicked away—And left the dying where they lay.
Trending in Gaza, for one dark breath,
Then faded back to distant death,
The posts are gone, the silence grows—Only the grave remembers those.A candle lit,
a tab now closed,
No justice paid, no mercy owed.This war’s not breaking
news at all—Just filtered blood behind the wall.