GAZ(A)ebo

"Gaz(A)ebo"

I know a place

where lived some kids,

women and peace.

They were MUSLIn(m) breeders,

sans artillery, armour or army.

They were helpless creatures,

who'd FAST hold of love

in the Holy month

of benediction.

Were attacked by jets,

bombed by naval vessels,

murdered in the name

of war, yet, no war.

(IS) riff(RA)ff qu(EL)led

the People dead,

as They dwelled

in GAZ(A)ebo,

in the PALA(S)ce of TIm(N)E.