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مشاركة
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من Andira
SONG
OF JENIN
written in the blood of
martyrs to those that did nothing
Not enough tears on earth
to wash away the blood
Not enough blood on earth
to wash away the pain
Not enough faith on earth
to take away my shame
Pain in my heart
too hard to bear
Shame in my heart
for when I looked
My brother was not there
I held up my head in pride
When the soldiers came
They never broke the man inside
Never flinched in pain
never gave up my pride
I fought In Allah's name
For justice I would have died
Couldn't you hear the cries
Couldn't you feel the pain
Didn't you realize
The butcher was back again
Fought a tank with a stone
But never thought I'd fight alone
Pain in my heart
too hard to bear
Shame in my heart
for when I looked..
my brother was not there
Did you hear me call your name
I tried to hold my ground
But no one ever came
No enemy cuts so deep
As when brother watches brother
slaughtered like a sheep
what no gun could ever do
You have done to me
I have lost much faith in you
and my heart will never be
whole or happy or healed
Until Palestine is free
Until Islam sees unity
I
am your child
Born of blood, of pain, and dust
A child born a man
Forged by the hands of the unjust
-I am your child
Tanks and bombs cannot shake me
Far more than a man
Your soldiers will never break me
-I am your child
Injustice makes me stronger
Stronger every day
Blood just increases my hunger
-I am your child
The song of justice will appease me
A song you wont sing
In your prison, death just frees me
-I am your child
With every mother's tears
My thirst increases
You have created your worst fears
- I am your child
A phoenix from the ashes
I will rise again
Pour the gas, I light the matches
I am your child
Never did you understand
all my suffering
Now the child has become a man
I am your child
I am-------------INTIFADA
Wasalaam
Indira
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