Free Palestine
Day 5
A Heart in the Embrace of Hardships
Tries to defy them, yet death rejects him
Weak, not knowing how to weep
Young, unable to bear life's burdens
I am slain upon the cross of my weakness
So list me among the names of the fallen
Do you know sorrow, or do you not?
I and despair are but fragments of my grief
Have you ever heard of a stranger
Who sees death’s nearness as the highest gift?
My estrangement is not my homeland, but rather
A stranger in time and in nature
I remember what has passed as time moves on
And my past mistakes lead me to my past
I hold back my tears while my soul collapses
Gripping my chest with clenched hands
So do not ask me about the past, for tales
Of it kill me upon the pages
Can we seek cover in the calm of the wind?
When the winds bring no shelter to the naked
Is a child bleeding near Jerusalem?
And I, like a mule, accept these chains?
On the ruins of Arabs stands a prison
Built by humiliation from the flesh of captives
We, as though among people, are but dead
Ashes unmoved by the misfortunes we bear
We increase in numbers falsely among people
Like a statue that mirrors reflect
My lineage to the Arabs is not my sin
It’s fate, a burden my hands cannot alter
As if mankind were born as stars
And I was created from sins alone
Is Jerusalem patient, my friend???
Shall the young girls reach glory before us???
If we have sold Jerusalem’s soil willingly
What dignity remains for the chaste against the vile?
So abandon your tears, they are of no use
Rise, for God’s sake, let us share in the shrapnel
Shall I fear to die for my land’s sake?
Who, then, shall do it if not me?
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