My Beloved Little Ones


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Children of the stones

 

Children of Palestine

 

Beacons of Dignity

 

Lanterns of Hope

 

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Freedom-lovers, Life-Givers

 

Before you courage, I stand in awe

 

At your wounds, I lower my gaze in shame

 

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In altruism, you are the masters

 

For Humanity…  The Inspiration

 

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Before the beauty of your scarred faces

 

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I bow my head down

Kiss your feet

In utmost love and adoration

 

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I remember, Lema and Nour


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“My name is Lema, I am eight”

“My sister is Nour, she is five,

“Her name means Light”

“I took her out to buy some sweets”

“They bombed us, alhamdulillah”

“I was injured with shrapnel, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a martyr, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a bird in Heaven, alhamdulillah”

 

 

“We want to live in dignity, like all people, alhamdulillah”

“We are not afraid of Jews, alhamdulillah”

“We are patient, alhamdulillah”

“I am from gaza, alhamdulillah”

“I support the Resistance”

“I love the Resistance, alhamdulillah”

 

 

Lema… Your few words shuttered my being

The deluge of your silence uprooted me

The calmness of your screams  tormented my heart

The twinkle in your eyes, despite your wounds, haunted me

 

 

Lema, a melody of a Canary

A heart pure, delightful

Astounding wonder

From God, a sign

Lema, a mystic Psalm

Glorious, sublime

 

 

Stars above, pounded in dismay

The echo of your pain

Heavens knelt down, sobbing

The aura of your mighty grace

Words diminished, forgot their meanings,

Before your enchanting poise

 

 

Lema, sweetheart

Lema, a face of an angel from paradise

Lema, a scented rose, inspiring awe

Allow me to lay my head

Beneath the shadow of your pain

Kiss the ground,

Blessed with the touch of your toes

 

 

Lema, sweetheart, don’t cry

Your beloved is now free

She was Nour . . . Now she is Light

Shimmering in the heart of a green bird

His nest, a lantern of supernova light

 

 

Engulfed in joy, flying around

The Throne of the Most Loving, Most Kind

Singing rainbows and butterflies

Leaping up and diving down

Meadows as far as the eyes can see

Abode eternal, tranquil serene

 

 

Angels sing her lullabies

Peace be upon you

Peace upon your beautiful soul

Peace and bliss forevermore

At Heaven’s gate she often waits

Those she loved and much adored

 

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لمى ونور


اسمي لمى وعمري ثمانية… واختي نور خمسة

اخذتها للدكان أشتري لها

قصفونا . . . الحمد لله

اصابتني شظايا . . . الحمد لله

اختي  شهيدة . . . الحمد لله

اختي عصفورة في الجنة . . . الحمد لله

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بدنا حياة كريمة زي كل الناس . . . الحمد لله

أنا بحب كل الناس

أنا بخفش من اليهود الحمد لله

احنا صابرين الحمد لله

أنا من غزة . . . الحمد لله

أنا مع المقاومة . . .  أنا بحب المقاومة . . . الحمد لله

 

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لمى هزتني كليماتك

اجتثنتي من الأعماق  سيولُ الصمت بآهاتك

وروع قلبي المكلومَ سكونٌ  لفَّ صرْخاتك

ولوَّعني ذاك البريق في عينيك رُغماً عن جراحاتك

 

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لمى يا بلبلاً شادي… بصوت خافتٍ دافي

لمى مزمارُ داوودٍ… أيا قلباً طاهراً صافي

تاهت نجوم الليل في عليائها لرجع أنينك الخافي

 أطَّت سماءُ الكون وحقَّ لها، بحضرةِ صبرِك الكافي

قَمُؤَت نصوصُ الشِعر عن معانيها لروعة فوهِكِ الوافي

 

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لمى يا حبيبة

لمى يا وجهَ حورية من الجنة

لمى يا وردةً جورية . . . لها المنَّة

دعيني أُمرِّغ رأسي تحت ظلالِ أوجاعِك

أبوس الترْب الذي بورك . . . بلمسهِ طرفَ أقدامِك

 

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لمى يا حبيبة لا تجزعي

فحبيبتُك الآن حرة

هي نور وقد صارت الآن أطيافَ نورٍ

في جوف طيرٍ أخضرٍ

عُشُّه قِنديلُ نور

 

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ملائك الرحمن تحفو بها  تُقرِئُها السلام

تُطأطئُ الهاماتِ إكباراً واجلالا

تَفرِشُ الأكوانَ لها ياسميناً وأزهارا

 

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نورتطوف الآن نشوى

حول عرش الحبيب

تُسَّبح في الفجر تراتيل امتنان

تفرش العشب مروجاً وسكينة

تنثرُ الدعواتِ أريجَ زهرٍ

 

سلامٌ عليكم بما طبتم

سلامٌ عليكم بما صبرتم

فنعم عقبى الدار

سلام سلام وروح وريحان

ترسم البسماتِ أشواقاً وحباً

ولقاءً للأحبة بأكناف الجنان

 

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Baba Stop Sobbing


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Baba habibi

Don’t hide your eyes in pain

Don’t bow your head down in sorrow

Lift it up, hold it high

look up, look up

You may see my grin and twinkly eyes

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Baba, I kiss your heart, stop sobbing, don’t cry

 

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If you could see me now

You would wipe your tears

and jump of joy

Now, I go to bed with no fear

No longer do I need to block my ears to sleep

No longer do I wet my bed at night

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Up there, where I now reside

No F16 fly above

No drones, no gas, no smoke

No bombs fall from sky

Only the face of Most loving

Angels humming

Stars shimmering

and dancing butterflies

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Cinderella Palestine


Mama, habibti mama

When you hold me in your arms

Don’t you cry

Hold your tears,  show me your smile

Where I am now, there are no bombs

No bullets shooting, no guns

No more fear and no more pain

All quiet and serene

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Mama, habibti mama

When you search where my room once was

If you find my Eid dress

Never to be worn, for I am gone

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Don’t be sad, for I am really fine

When you kiss my favourite pink shoes

Don’t cry, the stains on them

My shoes in heaven are rainbow and clean

I can put them on all by myself, now

Then I jump, I float and fly

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Mama, habibti mama

If you find baba, when dust and smoke settles down

Tell him not to cry

Hold his hand and say: “your daughter is fine”

Her translucent wings are made of stars

Her dress has no blood stains, no more

Silk with sparkles, her favourite colours, pink, lilac and azure

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Mama, habibti mama

When someone gives you my baby brother’s shoes

Don’t let your tears run down

In Heaven he runs, joyous, all smiles

No more fear and no more pain

All quiet and serene

He holds my hand as we hover around

The Throne of the Most Loving Most Kind

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Woe unto thee, ye “Israel” !


Micah 2: 1-4

Woe to those who plan iniquity,

to those who PLOT EVIL on their beds!

 

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At morning’s light they carry it out

because it is in their power to do it.

 

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They covet fields and seize them,

and houses, and take them.

They defraud people of their homes,

they rob them of their inheritance.

 

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Therefore, the Lord says:

“I am planning disaster against this people,

from which you cannot save yourselves.

You will no longer walk proudly,

for it will be a time of calamity.

 

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In that day people will ridicule you;

 

they will taunt you with this mournful song:

 

‘We are utterly ruined;

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You drive the women of my people

 

from their pleasant homes.

 

You take away my blessing

 

from their children forever.

 

 

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Get up, go away!

 

For this is not your resting place,

 

because it is defiled,

 

it is ruined, beyond all remedy.

 

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Micah 3

Listen, you leaders of Jacob,

 

you rulers of Israel.

 

Should you not embrace justice,

 

you who hate good and love evil;

 

who tear the skin from my people

 

and the flesh from their bones;

 

 

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who eat my people’s flesh,

 

strip off their skin

 

 

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and break their bones in pieces;

 

who chop them up like meat for the pan,

 

like flesh for the pot?”

 

 

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Then they will cry out to the Lord,

 

but he will not answer them.

 

At that time he will hide his face from them

 

because of the evil they have done.

 

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Hear this, you leaders of Jacob,

 

you rulers of Israel,

 

who despise justice

 

and distort all that is right;

 

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who build Zion with bloodshed,

 

and Jerusalem with wickedness.

 

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Her leaders judge for a bribe,

 

her priests teach for a price,

 

An Ultra-Orthodox Jewish man gestures as

and her prophets tell fortunes for money.

 

Yet they look for the Lord’s support and say,

 

“Is not the Lord among us?

 

No disaster will come upon us.”

 

 

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Therefore because of you,

 

Zion will be plowed like a field,

 

Jerusalem will become a heap of rubble,

 

the temple hill a mound overgrown with thickets.

 

 

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همسة


آه كم احبكم وكم اغبطكم يا اهل الرباط

وددت لو اقبل الارض تحت اقدامكم

وددت لو انثر مهجتي

عطراً وندى، على عتبات دياركم

هاكم قلبي، فلا املك سواه

يناجيكم على استحياء

 

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Do you hear my pain?


My rose

Where is your head I used to hold in my hands ?

Where is your rosy cheek to kiss goodbye ?

What did they do to your beautiful smile ?

Sweetheart

What did they do to you?

O my pain, my pain

Throbbing

O World

Do you hear my pain?

 

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Don’t leave me alone


“Baba and I are best friends

We often play and laugh till late

In his arms I felt like a king

Near his heart, I touched the moon”

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But, once upon a freaky nightmare

Monsters in human form

Zipped out in a dark and eery night

Landed upon his Holy-Land

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Ogres of death kidnapped his heart

Snatched it off and left a void

He holds on mama tight and weeps

Baba is gone, don’t leave me alone

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You are welcome


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You are welcome to have my land

Yes, you can have my land

When… you are able to hear

The weeping olive tree, when pulled down

With the sharp, yellow teeth of your ugly bulldozer

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to feel, the agonising pain

 

Of my hills and mountains… torn apart

 

When hit by your merciless missile

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to see

 

The blood of my poppies, when fallen to the ground

 

Crushed under the cold metallic chains of your tank

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to taste

 

The bitter salty flavour of slavery,

Felt by my villages and towns

 

When under curfew for days on end

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to smell

 

The burning yearning in my orchid’s wounded heart

 

To be united again with her much missed children

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to hear

 

The cries of howling wind, mourning her little ones

 

Who used to play, flying away their black and white

 

Red and green kites

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to feel

 

The tight shallow breathing of my home and garden

 

Suffocating by your nerve and tear gas

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to see

 

The tears of my clouds trickling down their cheeks

 

When punched by the fist of your apache helicopter

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to taste

 

The sweetness of dignity felt by a stone

 

When picked up by a little hand of a brave boy

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to smell

 

The perfume of my earth, taking a shower

 

Getting ready to embrace the body

 

Of her beloved child

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to touch and heal

 

The deep bleeding wounds of my sky

 

Stabbed by your f16

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you are able to teach

 

Your heart how to love

 

Every drop of water, gushing from below

 

Or falling from above

 

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Yes, you can have my land

 

When… you can gently hold

 

Every grain of sand

 

And tell her how sorry you are

 

For causing all the pain she’s gone through

 

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Yes, you are welcome to have my land

 

When… you fall on your knees sobbing

 

When are able to hear, whispers of angels

Chanting of saints and prayers of prophets

 

Singing words of love and peace

 

For EVERY human soul, not just your own

 

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Then… and ONLY then

 

You are welcome to have my land

 

But then, will you ever do it?

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Na… I doubt it !

 


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