Why should I fear you dear
My beloved
Why do you say
You will send me to hell
If I do not fear you.
I do not care for your hell
Tell I me, why should I?
My home is burning
My country is burning
My parents are dead
My neighbours are dead
Tell me, why should I fear your hell
Me too is dead
I am a poet from Gaza
A poet never dies
Before his country is free.
Oh God, free my people
And my country
I shall accept your hell
For thousand times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your fiance is your consciousness...the one whispering to you, telling your humble hand to write all the things in you... I love the first few lines...and the last lines telling about your country...nice poem to share Thanks!