Palestine, an ancient land of dreams

By Ahmed Ali Siddiqui 

In Palestine, an ancient land of dreams,

Where olive trees and desert sands gleam,

A people longing for freedom’s light,

Have their voices silenced by the night.

The occupation’s heavy hand,

Crushes hope and shatters the land,

The separation wall- a barrier of shame,

Divides a people, now in flames.

The refugee camps- a desolate sight,

Where families live in endless plight,

Their stories of loss and longing told,

In the echoes of a distant fold.

Jerusalem- a sacred name,

Three faiths and cultures intertwine and claim,

The Western Wall- a symbol of prayer,

Where division and strife are rampant there.

The Gaza Strip- of resilient people, a prison of despair,

Where children suffer as the world silently stares,

The blockade- a cruel and endless strife,

Leaves families gasping for life.

But still the Palestinian spirit endures,

An intense passion pure,

Their determination to be free,

A beacon of hope for all to see.

So let us stand in unity,

With Palestinians in their fight,

For justice, freedom, and equality,

In Palestine, their rightful sight.