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The War-rid clan

Is this how the future looked like, when we were ploughing our lands? The land where we always have lived, The place I made my first stand. History's always been disastrous, The future was trying to make me understand. but when I saw these foreign, murderous hands, Shaping the scapes of my land. My scream was silenced, by the tanks and guns, Had I worried they had taken a wrong turn? For the government already took what they could, A foreign government in my land. Destroyed all our grains and food, A foreign government in my land. My only hope is that world will see, How doomed this occupation is, My home was and will always be, where I breathed my first and will breathe my last. I never held a weapon and never intend to, But I will never leave my land, This is my only stand.
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31 / M
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Dec 9, 2015
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I wrote this after I saw a Palestine-Israel documentary. Influenced by the words of some Arabs who are struggling at the hands of a foreign govt in their land. The situation is to be condemned and stopped man.

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