Lest I Become

If I were what I long to be I’d ascend the sky and soar About the sun I’d pray my prayers, I’d jump, I’d run I’d race all the winds Until the sun can no longer be And then rest upon a cloud Looking down at the sea I’d twinkle with the stars And crave upon their lust I’d dance with the moon And sway with a gust I’d be in joy of liberty If only for once Away from all the turmoil Protests and allegiance Yes, it is I, a wanderer, a Palestinian under fire Roaming within my thoughts In dreams I desire For a day maybe... when Weapons are no more, When blood runs warm in veins And not cold on tiled floors I’ll only dream today…lest one day I become