And watch my people die,
Or worse,
Live in humiliation,
With no life, liberty and pursuit of happiness.
How can I simply view,
The atrocities that my people are subjected to,
And say, "I don’t live there; I am here in the
But I am not here, with my heart, with my spirit,
Both my heart and spirit belong to
The land of my forefathers, the land of olive trees,
The
The
How can I sit back
And let foreigners steal my identity.
The land is not theirs, it never was,
And let me say this, it never will be
In my eyes and in my heart, spirit and mind,
Palestine
And I am
In the rocks, the sea, the trees
Without it, I am not,
With it, I am.
-Isaac Kassis
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