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Weary of my colour?
Don’t be, God chose it for me
I do love His gift, magnificent
A touch of paint divine
Sublime brush is splashing
Perfect is the Maker
All shades of tender beauty
Glorious the design
Look into my eyes
Come and hold my heart
Feel my compassion
Fear me not, truly I am benign
A heavenly kiss awakens
Lonely jittery souls
A breath of love embracing
O feel it, brother of mine
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There is a war raging right now, not the one in the Middle East, eradicating lives, destroying entire civilizations, and wiping out human history from the face of the earth.
A different kind of WAR, a spiritual war aimed at destruction of our children’s souls, not just their physical bodies, a WAR on our children to rob them of all that is valuable, of love, joy, innocence, safety, trust and beauty.
A war intended to cause long term TRAUMA through fear and pain, which aims to create malleable, fragile, zombified, and easily manipulated generation, because humans are far easier to control under distress, fear and pain.
Under the guise of “education“, “art”, “liberalism” or whatever name they claim; children, nay, toddlers and even babies are being exposed to images they should have NEVER been exposed to, at their tender age, with the cheer and support of some who think this is “progress” and “advancement” in human societies.
I have listened to teachers talking about their experience with the so called “sex education” when working with young children; most children exhibited signs of distress, they became extremely uncomfortable, agitated, closing their eyes or looking away and some actually physically threw up.
It is beyond me how can some people be so thoughtless, so insensitive, as not to recognize intuitively what is harmful to children and what is not!
For example, indoctrinating children with gender ideology and promoting surgical/hormonal/chemical child gender change, by the admission of the American College of Pediatricians and psychiatrists is harmful and dangerous. However, we are constantly bombarded with stories of “wonderful” and “brave” parents who help their child morph into the opposite gender, presented to us as the epitome of “human greatness and courage”
Furthermore, if you, as a loving caring parent want to hold on to your ethics, and protect your children from such “education”, they come chasing you like mad dogs. They relentlessly attack, dehumanize and ridicule you, using all sorts of methods of abuse and name-calling, eerily similar to hasbara Zionists. In their cold, calculated rigid paradigm, and while they claim to abide by fluid relative moralism, there is no room for a different opinion.
By their absurd “logic” feeding a newborn baby some heavy 3 course meal of roasted meat followed by chocolate cake coca cola to digest, is natural, healthy, and good for preparing the baby for the future because this is what he/she will be eating when they grow up, as all humans do.
The fact that babies are NOT READY yet to digest such heavy meals is “irreverent”.
In utmost love and agonising desperation I hereby declare that ROBBING children of their INNOCENCE is CHILD ABUSE.
It is our children’s absolute right to be protected from harm and danger. Harm and danger include exposing them to that which their entire being; physical, emotional and mental is not ready for.
Let me reiterate and be clear here, shoving prematurely explicit sexuality and gender identity down the throats of our children and call it “education”, when they NOT READY, and when they have no idea even what gender is, is CHILD ABUSE no less, a CRIME against our children, their innocence and their childhood. Paedophiles couldn’t wish for more.
Therefore, I call upon all those who are concerned about the future, health, happiness, safety and well-being of our children to stand up and speak up against this hideous war targeting the very souls of our children.
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One by one
Lay them down
A pillow, fragrant and tender
Just for you
I grate the kernel of my soul
Day by day
Stitch with stardust
A cocoon, warm and cozy
Just for you
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I gather the beats of my heart
Hour after hour
A string of starts
Sew it a blanket, silk and velvet
and for your beautiful eyes to gleam
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In recent years, the entire Western political paradigm has been encapsulated in two main campaigns: the first being the right of LGBT to proselytise their lifestyle (specially amongst children) and to publicly celebrate their sexual orientations, and the second being “israel’s right” to defend itself.
The spectrum of political debate has shriveled to two pivotal topics, spinning in the orbits of “same-sex love” on the Left and “israel adoration” on the Right.
The candidate/ party who are most able to exhibit more love and support to both are the most likely to climb up the political ladder resuming leadership.
The more dedication a candidate/ party shows to both LGBT and the Jewish State the more chances of scoring high on the scale of “civility”
Too much time, energy and money has been invested in expressing “pride” of sexual orientation, and in publicly celebration sexual behaviour, all with the blessing and support of the political “elite”, world leaders and dubious institutions.
What a devious way to divert attention from scrutinizing the REAL issues of PERSECUTION, OPPRESSION and INJUSTICE !
The global and annual LGBT exhibitionist celebrations -under the banner of fighting for human rights against “persecution”, is coupled with persistent attempts to insert this “fight” in every other liberation and/or human right movement.
Juxtaposing the six colours ( hijacked rainbow bright colours which are for CHILDREN, which lures and attracts the little ones) over every other flag, became the litmus test for measuring the “progressiveness”, “civility” and “worthiness” of support of any particular organization, country and movement.
Does this not cause people to THINK, that maybe something is not quite right here?
Why on earth should “progressiveness” be defined by how much one takes pride in the sexual behaviour of a small group of people?
Why on earth should mankind be classified and divided according to their sexual preferences?
Why on earth should anyone be called “hater” and “intolerant” if one says they do not like their children, nor themselves to be exposed to live-porn?
Why on earth should anyone be labeled as “homophobic” If they kindly request from their brothers in humanity to keep bedroom acts where it belongs, in the bedroom, and spare our children the obscenity of premature exposure to unwanted sexuality or nudity?
How can such a request be considered “persecution” and “oppression”?
If you are a Palestinian fighting for the freedom of your people and the liberation of your homeland, you have to give up your alienable rights to the land, and flatly aplogise for not liking very much the idea of sharing your home with your rapists, otherwise you would be called “racist antisemite” who wants to “ethnically cleanse” Jews, “persecute” them and deprive them from their “human rights”.
If you are a Palestinian who cherishes his history and traditional values, you have to give up your ethics and culture, start competing with “israel’s Pride Parade”.
You need to understand that your support for the “gay pride” public celebration of the particular sexuality of a very small segment of the population, is the first and conditional step toward the liberation of your homeland.
In order to succeed in defeating your oppressors, you have to make their sexuality your number one priority; compete with “israel”, organise PPP “Palestinian Pride Parades” which are bigger, more radical and louder than that of “israel”, otherwise you would be seen as a “backward Arab” and you would be called “intolerant homophobe”.
We began to feel the pressure demanding to insert sexual orientation as an”integral” part for our movement, which is extremely insensitive and divisive move at this stage of our struggle.
We began to feel the heat of abuse because we express concern for our children and ask for some sensitivity towards our culture
Having the view that sexuality is a private matter does NOT mean one is hateful or homophobic.
Muslim societies are concerned for the welfare of the whole society, and not just the pleasure of a few.
Exhibitionism and public display of sexual activity is deemed harmful for society, specially the most vulnerable and most worthy of protection, namely the children.
Premature exposure of young children to sexuality is like force feeding a newborn with chilli con carne and beefsteak followed by few cigarettes and an alcoholic drink.
Children are not designed or ready to cope with sexual activity as much as babies are not ready to digest heavy meals.
It is not rocket science to know that such early exposure is harmful to children.
When I expressed my concern for children, I was attacked, ridiculed, accused of being “racist”, “Homophobic”, insulted and threatened of being blocked by one prominent activist for Palestine.
Finally,
It is obscene that a self-profiled “supporter” of Palestinians, would completely ignore, reject and campaign to change fundamental aspects of Palestinian culture, ethics, model of society etc.
The Palestinian model of society has been successful in peacefulness, harmony, tolerance and family cohesiveness, since centuries and more, contrary to the imposed “Western” model, which arguably has failed in these respects.
What sort of support are we seeing, when in essence it asks us to abandon our cultural identity?
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I would love to wake up one morning
Not thinking of children sobbing or dying
When I lay my head down at night
Not to see babies maimed or crying
At the break of dawn, as the sun begins to shine
I would love to hear the giggling of my heart and the prayer of my soul
Without suffocating with the smoke of war
When I look up at evening sky glittered with stars
To be carried far, where only angels dwell and fairies fly
Not chased by “humans” with glacial stares
When I gaze at my baby laughing
To rejoice at the twinkle in his eyes
Not tormented, for the millions of long lost smiles
When I hold my daughter in my arms
To sway with tender love serene
Not to tremble at the shrieking echos of fathers screams
When I close my eyes to sleep
To bathe in rainbow with no colour red
No colour red… No colour red
I dream of a world, with no colour red
No colour red… No colour red
No more wounds… No more tears… No more blood
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In this poem I don’t claim to speak for ALL women, of course, I speak only from my own experience and perspective, and I use the word “women” not as a totality and generalization but as what is permissible by “poetic license”
Feminists lost their case when:
* They tried to improve women conditions and rights by mimicking men in appearance and behavior, instead of rejoicing in their femininity and cherishing it ( in doing so they subliminally were giving the message that in order to be as “good as men” you have to appear,work, joke and behave like a man, i.e being fully a woman is never good enough)
* furthermore, they waged a war of revenge on men, and distorted the natural loving relationship into one of conflict, jealousy and aggression, instead of understanding that the relationship with men is complementary reciprocal and harmonious, rather than one of friction and conflict
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This is the authentic beautiful, truthful, roaring voice of Palestine, throughout Her young poetesses
NOT the sellouts who are campaigning only to “live side by side” with their rapists
NOT those who are desperate to absolve the usurpers of Palestine from their crimes,
NOT those who are tirelessly working to enable the robbers to keep the loot legally, thus finalising the Zionist project.
This daughter of Palestine puts to shame, all the self-appointed “leaders” who pretend to be our representatives and claim to speak on our behalf
This lioness, this beautiful daughter of Palestine delivers her roaring speech in classical Arabic, like shooting bullets
(her name means Honey)
Translation (by Nahida Exiled)
My feelings echo the feelings of every Palestinian child,
Every Palestinian girl and boy
I am feeling VICTORY and JOY, all simultaneously mixed
Today, today we speak of words, our lips have yearned long to utter,
Words of VICTORY;
Victory in Gaza…
Gaza is victorious
Today in Gaza, tomorrow in Jerusalem,
The day after tomorrow in all of Palestine
We will liberate all of Palestine,
from Ra’ss Ennaqoureh to Um elrashrash
We will Liberate All of Palestine
We say to them (our occupiers)
You are the ones hiding in shelters
We are the strong ones
We, the children
You are the ones who widowed our women,
Orphaned our children and killed our elderly
Despite all of that, we stand in dignity
We will continue to resist the your occupation
We will resist
You are nothing but a nation of occupation, of oppression
You have not a shred of compassion
You kill women and children and accuse them shooting rockets
Avichay Adraee , women and children shooting rockets?
You are a liar, you and your entire army are liars and oppressors
Without one shred of mercy
You are transgressors, ruthless and corrupt
I swear, I swear, I swear, we will liberate Palestine,
I swear we will pray prayers of gratitude,
But in Al-Aqsa mosque in Jerusalem, God willing
We will liberate the entire land of Palestine
We will kick you out of our land
We will stand above the last damn Zionist corpse of you,
Here in Gaza, with our dignified feet, insha’Allah”
#شـاهد ,, ماذا قالت طفلة من غزة لأفيخاي أدرعي !!
و كيف احتفلت غزة #بأطفالها و #شبابها و #قيادتها بالانتصار الجديد
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Two awe-inspiring poems by child poet Nagham Sami El-Yaziji
(her names means Tune)
Translation (by Nahida Exiled)
Peace be with you, mercy and blessings
I am poet Nagham Sami El-Yazji
From Gaza,
But my native city is Yaffa
God willing, we will return to Yaffa
* * *
First poem (recited in Palestinian dialect)
EIGHT years of bombing and destruction,
Fear and dispossession
I survived three wars
THREE wars
Each is more horrific than the previous
* * *
Is there a little girl, in this entire universe
who ever lived three wars, in such a brief age?
I was asleep, in the arms of mama and baba
Safe, tranquil and serene
Suddenly, they bombed our home
Our home is destroyed
My family were martyred
Mama died
Baba died
* * *
At night, who will embrace me when I hear the bombing?
Who will buy me Ramadan’s lantern?
Who will buy me Eid clothes?
* * *
I don’t want anything from you
I don’t want food, clothes or toys
All I want is safety, tranquility and peace
I want my family
I want my home, my beautiful memories
I want to sleep in serenity, wake up in serenity and play free
O world
O WORLD
Is that too much to ask?
Is that too much for me, a Palestinian child, to ask?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nagham reads her second poem in Classical arabic
I am a child
The nectar of my dreams infuses my lungs with life
Love runs in my veins
I embroider my tears in my heart
To wear, a dress of sorrow
Swathing me with light of dawn
I am a child
I am Naghamu
* * *
People say, my name is a tune
People say, I am a song, soft and delightful
They didn’t know that phosphorus bombs have ignited our calm nights
They didn’t know that the bombing has created my first revolution
The revolution of my exiled father
The revolution of my childless grandmother
The revolution of our budding childhood
The revolution of our traumatised home
The revolution of our usurped neighbourhood
The revolution of our parched blood
* * *
What is my name?
What is the meaning of my name?
The relevance of my name?
When a nightmare is crushing my lungs
Without food, without a home, without a name
Without hope, without love, without a dream
* * *
What is my sin?
What is my sin? answer me
I, what did I… do?
What did I do?
* * *
Did I commit a crime for loving this universe, O mama?
Is my crime that I fell in love with this universe for a moment, mama?
I don’t adore it any more
How can I adore it without mama, without Muna, without Huda, without Rami?
I am Naghamu
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This poem was read by Nourul-Islam abu Huwaishel just 45 minutes before he was killed by the Jewish state:
A letter to Arabs
In Gaza, we are alright
Comfort us with good news about you
In war, we are alright
How about you?
Our martyrs are under rubble
Our children are living in tents
Asking about you, where are you?
In Gaza, we are alright
Comfort us with good news about you
The Sea is behind us, but we still resist
Our enemy is in front of us, but we still resist
We’ve got enough weapons, food, and promises of peace
We thank you for your “support”
Our souls, our wounds, our skies, our homes, our faces, our blood, our eyes, our coffins;
Protect us from your promises and your words
In Gaza, we are alright
Comfort us with good news about you
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBZtscgk43U
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Two awe-inspiring poems by child poet Nagham Sami El-Yaziji
(her names means Tune)
Translation (by Nahida Exiled)
Peace be with you, mercy and blessings
I am poet Nagham Sami El-Yazji
From Gaza,
But my native city is Yaffa
God willing, we will return to Yaffa
* * *
First poem (recited in Palestinian dialect)
I am eight
EIGHT years of bombing and destruction,
Fear and dispossession
I survived three wars
THREE wars
Each is more horrific than the previous
* * *
Is there a little girl, in this entire universe
who ever lived three wars, in such a brief age?
I was asleep, in the arms of mama and baba
Safe, tranquil and serene
Suddenly, they bombed our home
Our home is destroyed
My family were martyred
Mama died
Baba died
* * *
At night, who will embrace me when I hear the bombing?
Who will buy me Ramadan’s lantern?
Who will buy me Eid clothes?
* * *
I don’t want anything from you
I don’t want food, clothes or toys
All I want is safety, tranquility and peace
I want my family
I want my home, my beautiful memories
I want to sleep in serenity, wake up in serenity and play free
O world
O WORLD
Is that too much to ask?
Is that too much for me, a Palestinian child, to ask?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nagham reads her second poem in Classical arabic
I am Naghamu
I am a child
The nectar of my dreams infuses my lungs with life
Love runs in my veins
I embroider my tears in my heart
A dress of sorrow
Swathing me with light of dawn
I am a child
I am Naghamu
* * *
People say, my name is a tune
People say, I am a song, soft and delightful
They didn’t know that phosphorus bombs have ignited our calm nights
They didn’t know that the bombing has created my first revolution
The revolution of my exiled father
The revolution of my childless grandmother
The revolution of our budding childhood
The revolution of our traumatised home
The revolution of our usurped neighbourhood
The revolution of our parched blood
* * *
What is my name?
What is the meaning of my name?
The relevance of my name?
When a nightmare is crushing my lungs
Without food, without a home, without a name
Without hope, without love, without a dream
* * *
What is my sin?
What is my sin? answer me
I, what did I… do?
What did I do?
* * *
Did I commit a crime for loving this universe, O mama?
Is my crime that I fell in love with this universe for a moment, mama?
I don’t adore it any more
How can I adore it without mama, without Muna, without Huda, without Rami?
I am Naghamu
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