If I were Palestinian
I’d make missiles from verses
To fight the thieves
Those who murder civilization
If I were Palestinian
I’d sing songs
from Darwish’s poems
Till the dust of city
Turns into lights
If I were Palestinian
I’d carve my name
on each stone
to be thrown
toward the real war criminals
If I were Palestinian
I’d spray the perfume
of Mezyed’s poems
till the wind turns them into
A Cloudy sky
pouring the rains of humanity
If I were Palestinian
If I were Palestinian
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