Jerusalem's Feet

Jerusalem's Feet (Poem). 

( a new version of 

http://shafeesthoughts.blogspot.ae/2017/08/if-i-were-palestinian-poem.html?m=1 )

If I were a Palestinan

I wonder how I would cope

With the loss of my land,

My people, my home. 

They say to keep heart 

One must compare

Not with those that have much 

But with those that have less- than- luck

If I were a Palestinian 

I wonder how would I cope 

Would I bear with patience 

The animosity of this thief Na-tion. 

What could stop me from venting my anger 

In self destructive ways?

If I were a Palestinian 

I wonder how I would cope 

When they come 

Knocking on our doors

Stealing our children 

Locking them away

Murdering them in our streets

That the old people might live to mourn 

Would I pick up their planted knives?

Would I believe their disgusting lies?

If you were a Palestinian 

I wonder how you could cope

Would you crumble 

At that very first Israeli missile strike?

How would you cope?

With settler violence

Vindictive and vicious. 

Unchecked by Moses's law. 

If I were a Palestinian.

I know how I would cope. 

The doors of heaven 

Lie not at it's Tenple's gate.   

But at Jerusalem's feet. 

And those they kill 

They are not dead. 

END

(C) Shafeesthoughts 5th August 2018. 

M S BACHELANI