The Penultimate Statement

Samih Al- Qassem In our book resides the sun; In yours, the savage night of the Hun. O ye Zionists, who live on slaughters, Killing our sons and daughters! Who has given thee black spells Of magic to cast on our wells, Lands, trees, houses, ears of wheat? To break the bones of hands and feet? To chase children in every street? To murder, torture, maim, plunder, beat? To immerse blades in our veins? To create everywhere nightmare scenes? Let thy gas, batons and bullets kill: Nothing can break our solid will!  Zajel / An-Najah National University