in time
i hope palestine
will remind you
of a thing called hope:
through words you showed
me everything; the olive trees
the arid valleys, lush green villages
Bethleham's cobbled quiet alleys;
stars so bright
against the night
against the night
sky, the gold dome
and tears in the early morn
interrogation:
the weary complication
of a dire situation
-resilience-
so many stories
so many lessons
to be learned
so much I yearned
to be there with you, to see-
though I live vicariously
through you and though
every character
I create,
for every story that I make
up in my head
see I've already led
a million lives,
I've already journeyed
through a million different times
the beauty of imagination
the joy of fascination
-the practise-
(you: the storyteller)
(me: the writer)
(you: the storyteller)
(me: the writer)
in time
I hope palestine
will remind you
of a thing called hope
-beauty and love-
-beauty and love-