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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
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Al Juman
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