in a land where olives dance

amidst the whispers of ancient sands,

there the Palestinian spirit, fierce,

embraces earth, a tender pierce.

beneath the sun’s relentless gaze,

roots entwine, in ancient ways,

binding heart to soil, breath to air,

a sacred bond, beyond compare.

amidst the rubble, cries resound,

yet hope persists, profound, unbound,

for in each stone, each blade of grass,

echoes a tale of resilience amassed.

let not the world forget their plight,

nor dim the stars in Palestine’s night,

for in the heart of every soul,

the land and people remain whole.


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