As I await the sunset in LA,

It's already early morning on

October Twenty-Eighth

In Gaza, Palestine:

Occupied land of the most free

Souls, and spirits.

Tweets depicting orange fog/smoke,

Superpowers tirelessly working to

Take the “air” 

Out of “open-air prison.”

Even phosphorus chokes,

Needing oxygen to disseminate.

The universe is never still,

Sending a message 

From light years away

To the rage of fires on humanity itself.

The sky never lied,

The sky never lies.

A blackout of Gaza could never be

Up above,

Even if you cannot see,

The full moon of first Tishreen.

Deneb, Hamal, Aldeteran,

Al-Shain and all of Al Nasr Al-tair shine bright

Above Gaza's orange sky.

Too many proverbs come to mind,

I’ll simplify:

There are no worthy pursuits left

If your humanity is dead.