My Land Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

I an not an alien or A settler, but I own this blessed land As my forefathers owned it for ever, I don't sell my land to anyone Who is not deep-rooted with it, A bargain is not a good deal because Money never tempts me to sell what I owned by my late forefathers, I have everyone and everything in my land Including my tomb, I have my dignity and I have my love To every grain of sand in it, I never sell my land to enemies or To those who do not have pretty faces, then The sun will rise again over my land To be or not to be.