In this land… Songs of History “Eight”

Between the shadows of olive trees, where tales whisper in the breeze,

Lies a land of ancient grace, where time’s footprints deeply trace.

From Bethlehem’s humble manger to Jerusalem’s stone walls,

Palestinian stories echo, in the mosques and in the halls.

From Canaan’s fields to modern streets, their journey’s marked in tears,

Through conquests, wars, and struggles, through the passage of the years.

From the rivers of the Jordan to the shores of Gaza’s sea,

Their resilience paints a portrait of unyielding dignity.

In the tapestry of history, they’ve woven threads of pride,

Through poetry and artistry, their voices never hide.

From the hills of Galilee to the deserts’ burning sand,

Palestinian spirits rise, like the dawn’s eternal stand.

From the expelled’s lonely exile to the refugee’s weary plight,

Their longing for their homeland burns through the darkest night.

In the face of oppression, they stand with heads held high,

For justice is their anthem, beneath the Levantine sky.

So let us sing their ballads, let us hear their tales unfold,

For the story of Palestine is a story to behold.

In the hearts of generations, their legacy will remain,

A testament to courage, amidst struggle and pain.

So here’s to the Palestinian people, may their voices never fade,

In the annals of humanity, their mark will never evade.

For in their steadfast journey, in their quest for liberty,

Lies the essence of a nation, bound by hope’s eternal plea.