What to be said ?
What is it to be said? Where to sit?
The threads of life are cut bit by bit
And the great president, Iraq will hit
And all the morals seem not to fit
In this world of injustice and idiots
What to is it to be said dear friend?
When all the forces bend with the wind
When terror and injustice become the trend
Of a world without a message of beauty or love to send
What else to be said my dear?
When we wonder every day what to fear
Israeli terror, American war, or transfer
Arabs conspiracy, hypocrisy or condemned silence of tears
Drums are loud for those who have ears
But still they have to listen in order to hear
Injustice is so flagrant for all the eyes
But still for those who open and look to see
And for those who have forgot how to use their senses
Come to Palestine, warmly you are welcomed
For a cup of tea with sage, and a bit of Za'tar
Or you can try to chat on a checkpoint with Israeli soldiers
And when the sun sets and you have no place to go
Follow the noises of bulldozers, the tanks, and the houses they blow
Welcome to Gaza, to the ruins, and to the new landscapes
A new show at every minute is proposed for the adventurers of sorrow
And still, if you want to play the Hero
And still testify of the greatest Israeli democracy
Pass a night or two at Rafah or Nablus
And tell me then what the color of justice is
Tell me how to teach a child how to love
How to be confident in his human fellows
What to think of peace, how not to hate
How to believe still in a better tomorrow
For that we love beauty, love and peace my son
We abhor injustice and those who practice
Hatred, terror, violence and arrogance
The clouds of injustice melt with the clarity of the sun
AbdelFattah Abu-Srour, PhD
posted by AbdelFattah at 12:10 PM
