Kosher Graves…

By Nazim Ali 

“A plight never felt by anyone..
But…
Bereaved himself in battle…

Everyone remained witness…
Of tyrant’s wrath…
And did nothing but prattle..

Yes….

Every grave was kosher for them..
So every grave is a wound for us..

Mothers, daughters and sisters…
mourned…
Not for the loss of their men…
But this requiem is for those..
Who pretend to be men…

Indeed…

Nothing but despondents
And Despots we have as leaders…
Ruffling wings together..
With tyrant’s alluring feathers..

Yes..

These days will not be forgotten..
Nor will be erased from memories…
But every corpse will be remembered…
By consanguine contemporaries…

Yes..

Every drop of blood shall be settled…
By equivalent weight of oppressor’s..
My bejewelled land shall be taken back..
From callous and ignoble possessors…

Yes…

Soon I will be ISRAEL..
the angel of death…
Forr Israel..
To end its heyday and wrath…

And yes…

I don’t lag..
Even without..
Having legs..
Because..
I stand and fight to survive..
A right, you attempted to deprive…

I don’t stand for Palestine..
But..
I am myself a Palestine…
Either Will die..
Or will turn your castle into shrine…

Yes…

I am standing as Palestine… ”

Nazim’error’
©2018