TIEMA HAJI MUINDI

The last journey
Is when you shall depart
Not to an exotic island
For a holiday
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Can you pick up the pieces
When the glasses
Are broken
And pieces
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I feel drowning
Not that I cannot swim
I feel blown away
Not that I cannot fly
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Would you let me know
When the flame of your emotions
Is burning low
That my relation with you
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When you feel that
You are done
The ashes that you are
Also gone
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Some day you shall read
The story of my life
That day you shall know
That I loved you
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I wanted to ask you
Even when in turmoil
Of your life
And all doors closed
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If I cant make it tonight
Know that life forced me
To be
So that I could be
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I spoke to her
Not through a discussion
That others could hear
Or with gestures
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You threw me away
In a dustbin to die
To friends and relatives
You gave them a lie
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I live in Gaza
Not the land where cattle graze
And river flows
But where Israelis raze
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Seated beneath the tree
Of that night, I remember
You promised me
Only me for you
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When you dream of a goal, to achieve in life
A mountain to climb, to you it seems
But the voice within, still insists
Give it your best, go another mile
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My life to me was your shadow
When you smiled I laughed for you
When you cried I wept for you
What I loved most
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If I were water, I would keep some for you
When in draught and rivers dry
I would hide myself
Beneath the rocks and roots
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Men have fought battles at night
Others have dug trenches to hide
Women and children ran to the hills
For each one of them a way to be a live
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