The Poet Shouts

Reblog of poetry I wrote many years ago about Palestine, part of my great heritage #Poet #Palestine #Poetry

The Artist From The Inside Out

Photo by Hulki Okan Tabak on Unsplash

And so it goes, and it came like this

you may like it,

or you may not…

The Poet Shouts Versefully Out

The crowd stops and gathers about

He stands tall and projects

Do Not Forget-

Do not forget from whence you came!

It may be a long away flicker- but it burns like the embers

in the fires of life!

What, you say, Does This all Mean?

It means, that we will not lay down and die.

For what greatness does this betray to lie down and die?

The greatness of our land

the beauty and justness in our being!

The great land we know in Palestine.

‘Oh the tales he weaves

the shoulders he stands on

whirling dervishly

he sings, he shouts…

Palestine Rises!

Victory is on our horizon.

Palestine shines, like the ripeness of the sun on…

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