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No justice for Palestine
No peace for Palestine
And no where to go and
Nobody to help them today
Even the children can't go to school
Men cannot work today
Women ***** every day and
There lives taken away
And there watching there
Homes been blown away
And it's just sadness every day
And Palestine will never be free
And Palestine will always remember me and
You'll beat in my heart every day and every night and I'll light a candle
And I'll say a little prayer for every
Palestine who's suffering every day and I'll love Palestine until my dying day.
I Support Justice
I Support Palestine
And the Lord Jesus Christ
See's what's happening.
The child killers
At it again I'm
Watching Palestine
Been blown up again.
Palestine Been Bombed Tonight By F-16 Fighter Jets
Palestine so peaceful
Palestine not so beautiful
Palestine is blown up every day
And every night it's little children's
Funerals every day but the whole world
Stops and laughs and the Lord
Jesus Christ feels your pain
In life ****** little children every night
And there's no happiness and joy
No peace and love no freedom it's
Just and other Palestinian been
Blown up and ***** today.
Israeli soldiers make ****** threats to Palestinian women in videos from occupation land we'll **** and stab you.
Eslam Dabank Jul 12
I.

I curse, weeping, a land that fears the love of a man;
A land where lands of olives and figs are threatened by them,
And are sold proudly by us, unfortunately: the root of mayhem.
A land, where the corrupt can rule, and goodness forever ban.
A land where the the rulers catastrophes simply “condemn”,
But the truth cannot bear, so they, simply too, cut its stem.

Slaves are not only black in this land, in every colour, them, you find;
Brown, yellow, and white. They are, too, in every prestigious clan.
Amid the rise of fallen rights, slaves’ outrageous hits began,
Leaving blue bruises, purple scars, and leaving their honour behind.
A distant murmur reached their ears, but not a single mind;
“Your brother they murdered, and pleasingly afterwards dined,
Dined on a fictitious victory, and what their greed of us mined”


II.

Our Heaven, one day, was promised company, by the omnipotent,
yet it is uninhabited, vacant and empty.
Our human nature was human, indeed;
In the universe, It was the oddest, the grossest.
You never escaped the great inferno, shocked?
To waste, are all the milk, fig and honey.

Midst the sinister's unending comedy,
Your doings goaded you;
The oppressors, the murderers and the dishonest.
And how many of you choke in need of psalmody.
Faces shall demolish with ****** gouts, harshly.
Filthy worms and maggots, shall feast, even on the modest.
Pus and blood streams submerge -
Submerge the hypocrisy of you - the coward.

Your: the lustful, the gluttonous, and the avaricious,
Shall shatter as hornets feed on the skin, until reborn.
It is then, for forgiveness you shall summon us.
In our boiling tears, you will be thrown. Just like you, we will not mourn.
In awe, then, will collide the bone with the stone.
The destiny the oppressors and their slaves shall receive is known.

You broke my pride,
And love to my land, you, me denied.
Eslam Dabank Jul 12
I.

O, sun, O! Throw your rays in the eyes of the gun holder,
Blind and distract the evil growing older.
O, wind, O! Rumble the Earth, take away what is on his shoulder;
The gun, the scope, and the darkness of the soldier.
O, sea, O! Cleanse the defiled with salt and strike with anger,
And with the boiling rage of souls lost, let cities smolder.
O, anyone, O! Stand still not, act, not endlessly wonder,
For our existence and dignity they sunder.
O, anything, O! We have banished our humanity down under,
And desperate me, the help of nonsense is begging for.

PS. this land does not beg - with pride it survives,
But a lover, for their love, would beg for multiple lives.

II.

In this land, they find joy in kids’ blood shedding,
And find fear in our voices singing,
For our songs remind them we are the beginning -
The beginning of the past, and with us the future is ending.
Even the land recites the truth with each day passing;
Olives, fig trees and Zeit and Za’tar are here, our right, marking.
They witnessed the hounds barbarically afflicting,
And God’s chosen nation, in his name sinning.
But, from our misery we shall continue springing,
And from your fake prosperity you shall continue suffering.


III.

Sons of a lesser God stripped me of my name and identity,
Left me a stranger on the soil I tended with my own hands daily.
However, dear soil, I see your beauty covered with your enmity,
I see the real you throughout the words they say viciously,
The real you - not what they try to sow in history, desperately.  
I see the blooming Jasmin behind the bitter cactus of Naji Al-Ali,
I see that your fondness is, of their ***** presence is not worthy.

I see that the true you; your divinity,
Not as them, who see you as a shelter for a refugee.
Bellpepper Jun 18
Just because the social media is silent,
doesn't mean you're safe.
Israel violated the ceasefire. Palestine is still suffering. The Genocide is still going on. The ethnic cleansing is still going on. The Israeli settlers and police/army are still beating up innocent Palestinians. Kids are still dying. Just because this isn't trending on Social Media doesn't mean we're done yet. Palestine...we're with you.
To Palestine ...

She asked me...
who are you ...
i told her Palestine ...
and where are you from ...
she asked ...
i told her from Palestine ...
she then said ...
where is that ...
where Palestine is located ...
so I said ...
Palestine ...
my home holy land ...
between the sea and the river ...
and into the heart ...
and for the heart ...
it is all of Palestine ...
then ...
i turned my back ...
she said to where ..
i told her ...
to Palestine ...
to get it free ...
again ...

Hazem al ...
Palestine never to beg ...

we never beg any one ...
we just trust our nations ...
even if ...
we starve ...
we hurt ...
but ...
we never beg for anyone ...
even the stone ...
and a trees ...
and every bird ...
in Palestine ...
never to beg any one ...
we just trust our arms and hearts ...
to get Palestine free ...
to all Arab nations ...
yes ...
we will do ...
just wait ...
and see our kids ...
how heroes they are ...
and what they will do ...

hazem al ...
Never to leave ...

here we are ...
staying ...
never to leave ...
never to die ...
as an olive trees ...
and it's long story ...
with it's land Palestine ...
and it's holy soil ...
all over Palestine ...
from north ...
to south ...
from it's white sea ...
to the great holy river ...
that we always adore ...

here we are ...
and we will be ...
as the solid wall ...
we standing ...
no matter ...
how crazy that wind ...
and how long it be ...
and we will stay ...
into our land ...
fighting with souls ...
until we get it free ...

we stay ..
we never leave ...
even all brothers ...
on the boarder ...
near us ...
they will be ...

hazem al ...
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