Song Of Palestine

I was there sleeping 
Murdered with my wound
Like all the dead souls
In Palestine around

Even the blood frozen  
Became history of the land 
Millions of dead souls
Are glittering through the sand

Blank faces of my pains
The agonies on and on
The mist over the dead vision
All were in unison…

To escape from the death
To revolt against the goons 
To fight for my voice
To win our freedom soon

August The 29th’ 2018