When will it end
O n a beautiful afternoon while sunlight illuminated the old Wailing wall, and people went about their lives like you and me, in the land of the Gaza strip darkness invaded someone's soul, a hand moved by hate lit a fuse and an explosion shattered the fragile peace that had taken so long to construct. Innocent blood spilled again on the floor of the blessed ground G-d had walked on and His chosen ones through their tears, sent their children to stop the affront spilling even more innocent blood.... Sign in to see full entry.