For Aaron Bushnell

Inevitably, tears of love, of sorrow, tears that stem from my heart, flow whenever I think of your sacrifice, the ultimate payment of a high price. You were a principled, brave man who refused to budge from your plan, one that would shake a nation, the world! Watching the horror left my soul whirled, shattered, shaken, sad. You deserved better than your fate which all unnerved. Thoughtful you are even though you’re dead, asking permission to have your ashes spread, if the citizens would allow your last request: in a free Palestine, liberated after conquest.