Palestinian Poems - Poems about Palestinian

Jesus was Palestinian At this sad time solemn remembrance 200,000 plus slaughtered Palestinians bombed and shot like fish in a gold fish bowl none will come back to life in three days or ever children lost murdered by the most evil cult in the world Bethlehem surrounded yet again bagpipes will prevail.......... ...

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Night Labor by Michael R. Burch for Rachel Corrie Tonight we keep the flame alive; we keep the candle lit. We burn bright incense in your name and swear we’ll not forget— your innocence, your courage, your commitment—till bleak night surrenders to irrevocable dawn and hate yields to love’s light. Amen. These are poems about Palestinian children and their mothers... Epitaph for a Palestinian Child by Michael R. Burch I...

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POEM: Welcome to Palestine. The land of the prophets and the martyrs. Let’s show show some respect, and bow down in humility… Gaza may be small, but their angels are all over and as far as the eye can see.. Saying Herod, Nimrod, and Pharoah are saints. How can this be? Believe me, They were barbaric tyrants,...

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The Palestinian memory is a divine chapel for the ones who are faithful to it, keeping hope. Memory is light, a prayer, a sojourn, a treasure, that makes us dream, of a free Palestine. They might resort to genocide, but memory delivers a fatal blow, that saves the day, that keeps intoxicating our imagination. The whole parade of bombs can never extinguish...

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Where have you gone gentle dreamers? Where is the humanity you thought you knew so well? When did they change and how they lost their luster? How did you turn into a resolute refugee? You finally found their true nature, West is a paper dove, reeks of cruelty, you have only yourself to count on, fearsome dreamer. When did...

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No, I'm not one of those who say, "It's nothing, it's collateral damage for just cause." How much I regret this plight of conscience, people walking around unmindful of the tragedy. Have they no trace of humanity? Are there no rules of war? Is genocide allowed? The spirit of contradiction marks the West, shattering tranquility of academic ivory towers, desperately...

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They cut down the olive trees and shoot the farmers, unarmed, in the belly, in plain view of IDF soldiers, relishing the moment. How sweet it is to die under the shade of their olive trees, that bind them to their tortured history. And the wind that blows the branches dancing oblivious to their terror, beating their conspiracy. ...

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The Story by Kamal Nasser loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch I will tell you a story ... a story that lived in the dreams of my people, a story that comes from the world of tents. It is a story inspired by hunger and embellished by dark nights of terror. It is the story of my country, a handful of refugees. Every...

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See no evil... The blood spattered floors Settlers smashing down doors Children manhandled and arrested Peaceful folk, patience being tested Rogue nation hell bent on genocide Laws don’t apply, only for others to abide Hear no evil... The cries of Palestine Born into oppression, their crime Gunfire, bombs raining down Death and despair in which they drown Screams of anger, screams of rage Nowhere...

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Mahmoud Darwish English Translations of Arabic Poems Palestine by Mahmoud Darwish loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch This land gives us all that makes life worthwhile: April's blushing advances, the aroma of bread warming at dawn, a woman haranguing men, the poetry of Aeschylus, love's trembling beginnings, a boulder covered with moss, mothers who dance to the flute's sighs, and the invaders' fear of memories. This land gives us all...

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Here We Shall Remain by Tawfiq Zayyad loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Like twenty impossibilities in Lydda, Ramla and Galilee ... here we shall remain. Like brick walls braced against your chests; lodged in your throats like shards of glass or prickly cactus thorns; clouding your eyes like sandstorms. Here we shall remain, like brick walls obstructing your chests, washing dishes in your boisterous bars, serving drinks to our...

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Harrowing shifts placating Palestinian patients Awkwardly healing bones, injuries war caused Comfort we gave seemed severely insufficient Soul mates meeting among pain, implausible Crutch hobbling boy with copious haphazard grin Caught both our hearts, we smuggled him chocolate You took every free chance to sit and joke with him Your easy demeanor is medicine, patients responded Images of rubble sifting...

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I She was not unduly unkind, maybe a tad smart Not ever imagining I am close to Israel and Palestine My wife comes from Jeneen, a hot spot But I quickly think of Jacob - NABLUS - old Neapolis The Woman at the well,Samaritan, still there In the occupied West-Bank, Mount Gerizim There is a Samaritan High Priest, they use just Torah The...

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LORD, I humbly greet Thee who got me up, gifted me another DAY God in THREE PERSONS: Father, Son, Spirit, I love Thee as YOU first loved me I have a prayer list, and "P" countries, for YOU Creator, Sustainer, HEALER Yet, "adoration" is the FIRST STEP (one way to PRAY) using "A-C-T-S" The letters, not the word, "A"...

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English translations of Arabic poems by Fadwa Tuqan aka "The Poet of Palestine" Enough for Me by Fadwa Tuqan loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Enough for me to lie in the earth, to be buried in her, to sink meltingly into her fecund soil, to vanish ... only to spring forth like a flower brightening the play of my countrymen's children. Enough...

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