Let The Flow Sets Its Own Course (From West Bank To Gaza) Poem by ismail buang

Let The Flow Sets Its Own Course (From West Bank To Gaza)



It has been an arduous journey
cringes in pain from blisters and burns
tears flow; heart broken
how did we arrive..?

Should we soldier-on till ends meet
let me be... for awhile
a moment to kiss and smell those little tulips in the field

I felt that afternoon breeze again... very discomforting
bringing conscienceless fire raining down with vengeance
defenseless.. no where to go

Around me, my field where I used to run
with friends and the one I felt...
those moments has been frozen in time

How I wish I could change my life script
changing, altering and rewriting 'till perfection
But life by itself is an art..
every strokes, every lines and colors make a masterpiece

Regrets, I'm not
should I touch the flow and alter its course...?
No.. streams would flow free
meandering, widening into rivers

Let tears flow freely
I've reached the open sea
warming my heart and yours
I smell freedom

Let our love embraced this wide World
with peace.....
let the river flows through freely
from West Bank to Gaza

Palestine be glad
we're crying with joy for peace..... Viva Palestine

Let The Flow Sets Its Own Course (From West Bank To Gaza)
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
unity for Palestine
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