Ode to Palestine

Ode to Palestine

Palestine:

The travelling folks of Egypt and Jordan

Settled in a rocky terrain

They called her THE promised land;

The land promised  to them.

 

Palestine:

The land of Zataar, Zaytoon

and Lime

 

Palestine:

The land of progressive and loving people

 at her core.

 

The British Empire promised the rocky terrain

To other displaced people:  The Jews;

From which they yielded no fruit

 Nor money!

 

The Jews called her

The promised land:

The land promised to them.

For at the heart of her is Jerusalam:

The town holy to both Mohamedians

And the Jews:

the loving cousins they were once.

 

 

Palestine:

Became a country of divisions, feuds!

A country of Bloodsheds

The country of bitter tears shed.

 

Palestine:

The land of people living insanitary camps

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

Turning into a thorny tree

Bearing blood fruit

 

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