54 years
and more to come
and Freedom to come
54 years
of life for freedom
of life for glory
of life for love
54 years
that tells the story
of a nation full of
pain and pride
story like no other
Parents were all fathers
No female what so ever
Accepted to plant
The seed of pain and pride
BUT only
One that no
Place on earth
Can be like
We all call the Mother
We all call Palestine
…………
Seed of pain
Seed of Nakba
Started years and years ago
Fathers of betrayal
Tried all ways
Of force
And Rape
…… then
.....................day
came
15-5-1948
The Only Mother
Palestine screamed
Out of pain womb
Palestine Nakba
Was born
And
……And
…………And
All Fathers fed the baby born
With all kind of hate and betrayal
ONLY Mother of Nakba
Fought and fought
Taught her kids
That day of
Freedom shall soon come
Baby of Nakba
Grew up
Years of childhood were tough
Mostly lived in air skied with tents
Till 19 years old
When mother of Nakba
Was raped on force
They call it
The year of 1967
And still Fathers
are the same
Full of betrayal
Even more
That books feel
Shame to write or sign
Their fatherhood
Nakba grows up
Like the story of any
of us
At age of 20
70, 73 events
strengthen you
At age of 30
Fathers cornered you
At age of 40
First loud scream
First Intifada
At age of 45
Fathers said
You should keep quiet
You should respect your white hair
You should stop making noise
You should DIE
Fathers dragged you
To slaughterhouse of Peace
7 and more of years
at slaughterhouse of peace
full of silent poison
to murder
the screams
then the real face of
the butcher
came to slaughterhouse
to play the role
must be played
skinless Fathers
escaped the place
and the MOTHER
was Free to scream
The scream of Freedom
of pain and pride
scream at day
we shall keep
28-9-þ2001þ
we shall call birth of awakening
birth of the end
for years of betrayal
for years of pain
months and months
and more to come
BUT ..... there at the end
Doors of Freedom
Are waiting for stoned keys to open
Can you see them my friends!!
Yes I can
……
Oh My Mother
What shall I say
In such a day
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Am sorry Mother
For years of silence
For seasons of hibernation
Am sorry Mother
For all what we let you
Go through alone
54 years
and more to come
and Freedom to come
and here is One of the most powerful songs:
Ma Hent Ya Ommi
by Mohammad 3Abdo
http://www.oghnia.com/Artists/Mohama...aOmmiVid.shtml
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peace sells, but who's buying?