Resting silently on our couch
a pillow we have had for a long time
off-white woven fabric, hand embroidery,
four rows of a repeating pattern, star flowers
mingled with hearts that touch and overlap
stitched only in my favorite color, turquoise
purchased from a friend of a friend visiting
from the Middle East, selling handwork
by women, women sewing designs
to help their families survive
and thrive under difficult
Today, I gaze at our pillow
soft and lovely in its simple artistry
noticing only harsh edges and rough reality
seeing famished faces, bloodshot vacant eyes,
people devoid of hope, hungry, and destitute
and the silence of our gentle keepsake mocks
the unrelenting screams of unheard cries
ignores the daily suffering of all in Gaza
cruelty fueled by the fervor of revenge
an excess of indifference, what more
can we do to end war, change
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