Eyes cry, hearts bleed, <br />Women beg, children plead, <br />Minds hurt, houses fall, <br />People pray, people call. <br /> <br />Oppression cuts, it causes pain, <br />Oppression erodes like acid rain, <br />Tyranny rules, it breathes and walks, <br />Tyranny steals the voice of those who talked. <br /> <br />Eyes watch, hearts solidify, <br />Soldiers shoot, targets die, <br />Minds mock, houses fall, <br />Soldiers ignore as civilians call. <br /> <br />Innocence chokes on tangled fears, <br />Innocence cries desperate tears, <br />Justice shields its ears and eyes, <br />Justice is shot; Justice dies. <br /> <br />Oh people, when will you arise from your sleep? <br />When will the pain penetrate within you, deep? <br />Our sister is wounded, battered and bruised, <br />Stranded and unfree, repeatedly abused. <br /> <br />Oh humanity, when will you awake? <br />When will this pain cause you to tremble, cause you to shake? <br />Our sister is blessed with an ounce of hope, <br />This isn’t yet sufficed to allow her to cope. <br /> <br />Oh Mankind, do your eyes not see? <br />Our wronged sister yearns to be free! <br />No longer a prisoner and in her own land, confined, <br />Our sister is calling, our sister Palestine.<br /><br />Rukhsar Ahmed<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-sister-palestine/
