Ode To Palestine
Palestine:
The land of Zaatar, Zaytoon
and Lime
Palestine:
The land of progressive and loving people
at her core.
The British Empire promised the rocky terrain
(From which the Empire yielded no fruit
Nor money!)
To displaced people: The Jews;
The Jews called her
The promised land:
The land promised to them.
For at the heart of her is Jerusalem:
The town holy to both Mohamedians
And the Jews:
the loving cousins they were once.
Palestine:
Became a country of division, feuds!
A country of Bloodsheds
The country of bitter tears shed.
Palestine:
The land of people confined in unsanitary camps
Surviving on the margins:
Their minds becoming unsound;
Slowly !
Day by day!
Like a blood tap turning into a blood sea.
Palestine:
The land of diseases,
The land of infant deaths
In sea of numbers
The land of famished folks,
The land of murky waters and no hopes.
Palestine:
Where the bitter seed of hopelessness
Is sown;
Turning into a thorny tree;
Bearing blood fruits!
Palestine:
The land of forgotten people,
The land of bitter feuds !
Palestine :
The land of peoples’ pleas
Unheard, unseen!
Palestine:
The land of peoples’ suffering
Unregistered in our collective psyches
Copyright © Yasemin Balandi | Year Posted 2016
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