Song Of Palestine – Paradise
The child said: Was it The Accursed who sent you? Was it God?
The child said: Was it The Accursed who sent you? Was it God?
Half the world takes a stand, bearing black; green; white; red!
Condemned by th’Jewish people it betrays.
Precious. Valid. Storied. Human.
Like flags of fierce resistance, laundry dries in its black, green, red, ‘n white…
D’you see God in th’pillars of fire that make this land their own?
She stands beside the water, watching all, her ethnicity in her hair ‘n hue.