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Palestine "
The home of peace, and the land of God
It is hard for everyone to grieve
So the sermons of Palestine were the sermons of the Most High
And it was not easy for us to stay up late for him
It is as if the swords are slashing at the livers here
How to visit Keri?
Eyes see around to saturate our eyes?
How can life be good for a people whose paths of death are blocked?
Their country is at risk of being lost, and their nation is
Vulnerable to art, the Jews want to crucify her
Palestine refuses to submit to us and refuses to accept Marwa
in her family, and the swords refuse,
And Qana refuses to be the land of imagination and its signs and majesty.
And the same sin becomes a theater for their mobs and becomes an ambush for their perverts?
Myself "I wanted it" Salsabil and those who were next door to Jordan
They defended yesterday without a fever
Their wars were our wars
They are serious with everything they have and we will do what we have
So tell the Jews and their followers, I have deceived you by the lightning of sperm
If only Balfour had given you his country, not ours
London is more welcome than our sanctuary, and you are dearer to London.
And from you a homeland in the stars, there is no Arab in this world
Is your people robbed of their senses and your people call him a benefactor?
He pays for the death of the innocent and considers it a debtor?
Wow, you are tempted by the Arabs
Tams and Engineering, and you call them ugly
And they were more deserving of the extras and all their sins that they
They say: Do not waste our home, for Palestine is not a common land
It is given to whoever wants to live in us, and if you ask for it in Samar Al-Qana, we will return you
With the length of Qana, in the Arab there are the characteristics of human beings except to be afraid
And if he compels us to deceive, you will not deceive a believing man
And if you desert it, that is more appropriate, for “Palestine” belongs to us and it was
For our ancestors before us, and for our grandchildren after us, and you have nothing else
Rich and we have no other richness, so do not consider it your home
You have never been a home for you, and it is not impossible for us to do so
It is not possible for what you threw to advise us, so take care
And renounce "Balfour," your arrogant neighbours, and if you refuse, I advise you
By carrying our coffins with you, we will make of its land a home for us and a burial place for you!
Excerpted from Palestine by Elia Abu Madi