Don't Cry Gaza
Gaza, from a large prison, has turned into
The graveyard of humanity, in the gloom of Arab world’s complacency.
The Gazans now await the awakening of our robbed conscience.
Witness to their suffering, we are numbed by the bombs’ shockwaves
And the ether of injustice, reeking through the pages of New York Times.
My eyes are fixed on UN Resolution 194, the right of return, buried under the
Rhetoric, Israel has the right to defend itself. Say that to the two year olds or the infants killed in cold blood,
"You are the Amalek, and we have the right to annihilate you." The grim sound grows louder with every bomb.
When the Israel cause reigns supreme and you are robbed of your rights,
There will be no peace based on justice. And then you suffer, generation after generation,
Kept alive by love of one’s homeland.
Every crack you see in the wall, is the story of a heroic battle.
They may have exiled you to an ever shrinking enclave, yet with your courage and honor,
You have earned the sympathy of nations, east and west.
Where can I find the words that capture your grand resilience, surviving Nekbah after Nekbah?
Let the scoundrels persist in their treachery, the perpetrators will never be mistaken for victims, they’re villains in God’s eyes witnessing the glory of your endurance and suffering.
Gaza is a divine cause, a manifest destiny, bound for restoration in its full authenticity and pride.
Don’t cry Gaza, you have lost many but see the flash of joy on the horizon,
The hour is near.
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