Palestine

Palestine

Amany Hajyassin In her soil I wish to bury myself so I could feel the energy of the souls whose blood was shed while fighting for my freedom and justice I want to walk her lands that were demolished and as I feel the wind passing by all I hear are the sounds of cries and screams of those who were massacred but you still feel their sense of pride and hope Al Quds The heart of Palestine I wish to take small steps in this holy land so as each step I would take I would feel the presence of hope and peace Jenin A refugee camp where many innocent men, women and children were burned and some buried alive underneath their own homes where many stood proud and fought the tanks and missiles until the very end Nablus An occupied city where everyday a curfew is set occupation has risen yet the only thing that stood high was the Palestinian flag and the spirit of the people Biet Jala As its neighboring cities sit and watch Israeli soldiers, without hesitation Shooting randomly at anyone and anything that stood in their way where our Fourth of July has become their early death Gaza Where children still continue to smile and laugh Even under times of casualty, And even though they live under fear and hate it is freedom and justice they wish to see Dier Yassin A history of a stolen land And when I begin to reminisce about it My heart begins to cry For its return Ramallah We know it for its famous song, "Wein a Ramallah" Which reminds us of our Palestinian heritage and pride Al Khalil Where bullets of settlers may kill the souls of our true soldiers, But will not kill the spirits of the Palestinian people Who will continue on their footsteps Beit La7em Where the church of nativity was once under seize, Where many cried out to the world that they will Never forsake their holy church Qalkeelya Where many refuse to be victims in their own land And they are terrorists only because they refuse To put their hands up and surrender to Israeli soldiers Palestine A state with people who have hopes and dreams Who breathe justice and dream freedom Where children are born without a homeland but the homeland is born within that child An occupied state, where the Palestinians will continue fighting until Palestine becomes a state Where soldiers are born And heroes die Where beautiful olive trees are planted. A famous Palestinian poet once said, "If the olive tree knew the hands that planted them, their oil would have Become tears." "Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us; Facing the rising sun of our new day begun, Let us march on till victory is won." Freedom, peace and justice in Palestine Poem by Amany Hajyassin - FaLasteenArabiya@aol.com www.iap.org Zajel / An-Najah National University