Poetry4Palestine
The Great Home-Coming
High hostile walls cast frightful shadows and too much darkness, inside the jail at night.
The wise bearded men we trust and need outside, are captive there, shone of their human rights.
Gathered in a secret meeting, called in to be alert for the big fight.
Rehearse old holy rituals, sad words intoned in prayers.
Be mourn the dead, the great losses, of departed children, wives, mothers, sisters, fathers and brothers, comrades and friends.
Thin shoulders start to shiver,under the weight of heavy chains, a burning pain.Large wounds from dirty fists and iron canes
All of a sudden throughout the mist outside the prison gates, a distant roar from the wild beast.
In twilight, a hot breeze rustle through the quadrangle, grasped a piece of a thin paper.
The message is now posted lifted upwards by the wind, carried safe away.
By falling dusk a bright beam of light squirm free, ten thousand fugitives happily escaped in the warm darkness of the night..
Behind a weak inner wall, harsh whispers can be heard. The peoples enemy attend a meeting there,assemble evil plans with the others, a national embarrassment, constructed rival battles among brothers..
The cowards, traitors and the liars, went to war on false pretenses in deception and denials.
Last line a fuse fought to the very end, what did they ever gain?
Now gray violet skies are covered, by a large blooded quilt of carnage.
In cosmos our spirit speed, until the nightfall a million stars twinkled, then exploded.
An extra ordinary ray gave birth to the bright shining new.
Endlessly the old fell down to earth, divided yet entwined.
Finally a great revenge achieved, the inner walls on every side have fallen. The peoples army swept away, all foreign devils, turncoats, ghosts.
After the Liberation Day,arrives a new bright beginning, the long great awaited home-coming.
The hard work of purification,the big scrub will begin at once.
The hills and valleys will grow green again. The rivers will flow pure and clean, the wind so soft and mellow.
In startling revelations with clarity and oversight, soon a long sad saga will reach the end.
http://poetry4palestine.blogspot.com/2005/10/strike-wall.htmlBe mourn the dead, the great losses, of departed children, wives, mothers, sisters, fathers and brothers, comrades and friends.
Thin shoulders start to shiver,under the weight of heavy chains, a burning pain.Large wounds from dirty fists and iron canes
All of a sudden throughout the mist outside the prison gates, a distant roar from the wild beast.
The sound of a footsteps from madmen can be heard, approache then disappeared.
In twilight, a hot breeze rustle through the quadrangle, grasped a piece of a thin paper.
The message is now posted lifted upwards by the wind, carried safe away.
By falling dusk a bright beam of light squirm free, ten thousand fugitives happily escaped in the warm darkness of the night..
Behind a weak inner wall, harsh whispers can be heard. The peoples enemy attend a meeting there,assemble evil plans with the others, a national embarrassment, constructed rival battles among brothers..
The cowards, traitors and the liars, went to war on false pretenses in deception and denials.
Last line a fuse fought to the very end, what did they ever gain?
Now gray violet skies are covered, by a large blooded quilt of carnage.
In cosmos our spirit speed, until the nightfall a million stars twinkled, then exploded.
An extra ordinary ray gave birth to the bright shining new.
Endlessly the old fell down to earth, divided yet entwined.
Finally a great revenge achieved, the inner walls on every side have fallen. The peoples army swept away, all foreign devils, turncoats, ghosts.
After the Liberation Day,arrives a new bright beginning, the long great awaited home-coming.
The hard work of purification,the big scrub will begin at once.
The hills and valleys will grow green again. The rivers will flow pure and clean, the wind so soft and mellow.
In startling revelations with clarity and oversight, soon a long sad saga will reach the end.
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By Hiyam Noir
August 14 -2008
The photo:Narrating the Rafah border crossing in year 2008, ten of thousands' Palestinians breached the wall of shame to Egypt, returning back to Gaza with food, fuel, medicine and other good and much needed survival stuff:)Photo artist Fady Adwan /Propa Images/PalestineFreeVoice 2008
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