Palestine Oh Palestine

Palestine Oh Palestine Self resonating scripts of ignorance revolves my mind So Quicken a day and say today is blessed Not a day like today when we the stones of Palestine turn to God as Human kind sets rage covering us in thick red malice fraught-ing with odor of death pouring deep within our hard composite, Irremovable. A judgment day curse stained with the Blood of Palestine, And I a stone will testify of Israel ingratitude living in the welcoming land of Palestine Yes Israel is in Palestine Do we murder our Host? What bigotry how pompous our eyes. What a sad day for humanity Al Juman the Said poet