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Sixty Four Years

Full of blood stained tears

People who lived in fear

Painful memories that sear

How is it they endure?

Patiently awaiting a "cure"?

How can a nation live in hope?

How do they even cope?

Daily they live in resistance

Constantly showing persistence

Brave souls that have passed

Others for months did fast

Never losing sight

Of their clear legal right

A belief held so strong

A 64 year old wrong

People forever unite

In this steadfast nation’s plight

Dreams of living proud and free

To their homes, they still carry the key

A hope to which they aspire

A reality that will transpire

~ By Rula Zein-Iddin


A small poem I wrote this morning. Dedicated to all the Martyrs of Palestine who died so others could live proud and free.