The Living Death

They saw it with their eyes
The living death
They heard it commands
The living death
They wonder why it never ends?!!
Why on their people it tends?!!
& why on their feeling it bends?!!
The living death, you’re something holding the breath
They’re screaming, fair, why can’t we never get?!!
& their memory will never forget
Their little boy’s story will never close
& they’re still saying, Palestinian he was

"The Brother"

Brother, I remember your last smile
I also remember how these soldiers were so vile
I can never know, feelings, why they lack?!!
They shoot you, my brother, from your back
That’s when I saw my world uneven & black
Where are you people, in your thinking, is there a crack?!!
They took our land
When it was in our hand
I’ll yell from your grave where I stand
I swear, I’ll always fight for my god & my land

"An old memory"

The brother was laughing in happiness & joy
His mother was thinking, what will be this boy?!!
She also was waiting, will he be an engineer?!!
She dreamed about his wedding & her slipping tear
She wished the dreams had never gone
& she is wondering what has he done?!!
An old memory of the mother & her son,
Will always stay in her mind & never run

"Voice of conscience"

Living death, who else died of unheard name?!!
& who else but you can I blame?!!
Innocent people, why, isn’t it a shame?!!
I wish that you had never came
& I wish I could burn you in my feeling’s flame

"The living death"

I’m sorry my friend
I never intend
But, why on me you put the blame?!!
Look at those people without who I never came
They look at me, & with their fingers they point
They’re giving orders, & they’ll always disappoint
And with their guns they command
Living death, go to this holy land