I would love to write poetry about love,
Paint rainbows and butterflies,
Roll in a meadow
Enchanted with rosebud scent
Run down the hills with open arms
Embrace the Earth
Inhale the Sky
I would love to to dance for love,
Spin with jubilant nightingales
Swept off my feet
Twirl and sway
Besotted, entranced
As I sing a lullaby
I would love to fly
Roam the cosmos before I die
But how can I?
How can I?
I would love to sing for love
Flung open the gates of my soul
Invite the world in
Tuck it all under my wings
Rock back and forth
Caress its wounds
Whisper “I love you” in its ear
See it heal
Before my eyes
But how can I?
How can I?
I would love to close my eyes and see children smiling
Tell them stories of lily-like fairies in faraway lands
No guns pointing at their heads
Not of bullets shrieking or missiles exploding
No blood, no tears, no prison bars, no sighs
But
How can I?
How can I?
How can I?
How can I?
There is a dagger in my heart
I am hurting
Hurting
I bleed
I cringe
I cry
HUMANITY, WHERE ARE YOU?
I am being slaughtered
Under your watchful eyes
I am cold… cold…. cold
I cringe
I cry
Humanity, where are you?
Why do you turn your face away?
Why do you keep looking the other way?
I am here
Languishing
In Palestine alleyways
Humanity, where are you?
Look at me
See me
I am here
Sighing
Fading away
In Gaza’s alleyways
I cringe
I cry
Humanity,
Enough turning the other way !
Turning a deaf ear
Turning a blind eye
While I,
and oh ! My poor children
Die
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Poetry for Palestine 