Just a passer-by
After the murder of 12 years old Muhammed Eddurra live on TV, I used to wear an apron with his photo on it and stand in town as a sign of protest against this vile crime, one day a man came up to me expressing his support and admiration to the Palestinian people, I wrote the meaning of what he said in this poem.
He didn’t even say his name
Just a passer-by
He wasn’t after wealth or fame
Swiftly went the way he came
A heavenly fragrance, a gentle breeze
Soothing my suffering, pain and shame
His few kind words
Kissed better my sore, painful wounds
Caused by years of occupation…
“You, the Palestinian nation
The bravest of all, no exaggeration
Yours is the battle of every generation
Your sacrifice is beyond imagination
You’re humanity’s torch and inspiration”
I bowed my head down
In appreciation!!!
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Poetry for Palestine 
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