In this forlorn night of peace stars slide into the dreams Gust of air passes sprinkling soothing quietness World around me sleeps tucked into cozy blankets
In the forgotten end of humanity There lies a strip of earth of divinity Amid the fertile orchards of Olives and figs Natives of the sacred land starved and bled…
Breaking my soul my brother’s body lay still Weeping of my mother pierces my nerves Amidst the ruins of an empty house once filled Echoes the laughter of babies cuddled together… Haunted am I with the bleeding of my soil - Gaza
Weep not my Palestine, A dawn would break swift A golden sun across the cobalt blue sky Thousand dreams and an earth to call our own.
