All Shades of Wonder


Weary of my colour?
Don’t be, God chose it for me
I do love His gift, magnificent
A touch of paint divine

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Sublime brush is splashing
Perfect is the Maker
All shades of tender beauty
Glorious the design

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Look into my eyes
Come and hold my heart
Feel my compassion
Fear me not, truly I am benign

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A heavenly kiss awakens
Lonely jittery souls
A breath of love embracing
O feel it, brother of mine

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Stand Up for Children


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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”

Worse, there are those to whom children are a prey, who have been working for decades to push their agenda, to “come out of the closet” and to promote their twisted sexuality into an accepted norm (maybe even “celebrated”). Under the guise of “sex education” they are pushing to reduce the age of consent, thus smoothly normalize and legalize paedophilia, while the rights, well-being and long term harm on children is crushed under.

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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.

They want us to believe that parents who want to protect their children from being prematurely exposed to explicit sexuality, when they are NOT yet ready neither mentally, nor emotionally nor physically, parents who want to give time to their children to BE CHILDREN and allow them the  space to grow, learn and thrive at their own pace are “uptight” and “zealous”


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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Just to See You Smile


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I peel the petals of my heart

One by one

Lay them down

A pillow, fragrant and tender

Just for you

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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 glean the tears of my eyes

Droplet by droplet

Fill a lake, a sea or an ocean

To wash fear, pain and sorrow

For time without end
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

Just for you
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Only to see you smile again

and for your beautiful eyes to gleam

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Celebrating Sexual Orientation, the Road to Liberation?


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I cannot help but notice the striking commonalities between two  politically active groups who perceive themselves as uniquely “oppressed”, perpetually “persecuted”, “hated” and “marginalized” :
  •  A small part of their perception of the self has become their entire identity
  •  They display symptoms of victim-hood syndrome and excessive sense of persecution
  • They exhibit intense craving for, and demanding of world-love, by hook or by crook
  •  They use slander and ad hominem attacks as means to win the debate, against those who stand by in bewilderment, and against those who don’t celebrate with them their self-obsession and self-adoration
  •  They criminalize those who ask questions, show signs of concern or express different opinions, share some doubts or dissent

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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 !

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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.

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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?

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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”?

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Logic of the absurd

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”.

For whose agenda?

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 Dream of a World, With No Colour Red


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I would love to wake up one morning

Not thinking of children sobbing or dying

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When I lay my head down at night

Not to see babies maimed or crying

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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

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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

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When I gaze at my baby laughing

To rejoice at the twinkle in his eyes

Not tormented, for the millions of long lost smiles

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When I hold my daughter in my arms

To sway with tender love serene

Not to tremble at the shrieking echos of  fathers screams

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When I close my eyes to sleep

To bathe in rainbow with no colour red

No colour red… No colour red

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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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Little Miracles


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I gaze at your eyes

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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I touch your face

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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I kiss your cheeks

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I smell your hair

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I hear your laughter

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I hold your hand

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

 

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I tickle your feet

 

I marvel, I’m in awe

 

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Baby, what Sublime Hand has made you?

 

What heavenly mist breathed you here?

 

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What Women Want ?!


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”

Women want to be women

Confident with her femininity,  not a man-like being

Women want to dress like a woman, elegant, modest and serene

without being chastised or feeling devalued

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Women want to be loving, caring and compassionate

Men around her are a father, a brother, a son, or a friend

Her companion is her love, not her “enemy”

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Women want to complement man, not compete with him

Women want  cohesiveness not conflict

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Women want to create Life, care for Life,

Protect Life, cherish Life

Not destroy it

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Women want to gaze at her newborn

with fondness and endless appreciation

Whisper to her soulmate:

this precious is made from us, for us, our very own miracle

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Women want to hold her baby with adoration and devotion

Fill her CV with pride

Job: Mother

Not “Housewife” or “Unemployed”

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Women want to play

Adorn the ambiance with joy and laughter

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Twirl, glide, sway and dance

with her son or her daughter

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Women want to be soft and tender like a petal of a rose

Ocean breeze on a hot summer day

Women want to feed the poor, offer bread to the hungry

Kiss the eyes, caress the tearful face of a little girl

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Women want to invade hearts not countries

Embroider of the sweetness of her soul

Mercy and kindness, a warm shawl

Wrap the weak, lonely, lost and vulnerable

Women want to plant love all around

Meadows of wild flowers,  scent of paradise

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Women want to spread her soul wings, fly up to heaven

For her beloved, flung its gates wide open

Sprinkle the steep way up with daisies, lilies, lilac and jasmine

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Women want to open her arms wide and embrace the world

Women Want Wonders

Women Work Wonders

If only you could see

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Inspired by:

The Death of Feminism  

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

Daughters of Palestine Roar for Freedom



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 is Shahd, Listen to the ten years old, roaring 

(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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Her name is Jana: “Go from my land, you are TERRORISTS” 

 

 

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Her name is Nagham (Tune)

 

Listen to Nagham reading her own poems

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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?

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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

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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I remember, Lema and Nour

 

Her name is Lema, listen to her whispers roaring

 

 

A letter to Arabs


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

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Her name is Tune


Listen to Nagham reading her poems

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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?

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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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