All We Hoping

On the hilltops, a silent plea,
For peace to blanket this land so free.
With every stone and sacred place,
A tale of hope in Palestine's embrace.

Golden sunsets on Gaza's shore,
Echoes of times long before.
In Jerusalem's ancient walls,
A dream of unity softly calls.

Children's laughter, tears of sorrow,
In streets where past and present borrow.
A mosaic of cultures, faith intertwined,
In every heart, a hidden flame confined.

Softly weeping, praying for strife to cease,
Amid endless hopes for elusive peace.
Crying, not understanding the plight,
Whatever lies ahead, may all fade quietly into the night.