Who is there?

by Nahida the Exiled Palestinian

Oh human
Can’t you see!
I am precisely like you
I don’t like being humiliated
I am no one’s doormat
I’m person in my own right
When I was born
I was born innocent
Happy and free
And I want to live
A normal life
With dignity
Wouldn’t you?
I realise there is a dawn
Waiting to be born
And that… after hardship… passes away
Ease will come to life… very soon
But… they’ve inflected so much
Pain and cruelty
Upon this little girl
And upon her homeland
Palestinian family cry after their home was demolished by Israeli forces in the East Jerusalem2
The world is watching
Eyes open wide
In bewilderment
And disbelief
“What we are watching
Is a fiction movie
It’s not really true”
While in exile
Puzzled… I agonize
Wiping tears off my saddened face
Searching around
Any one there?
This is My Palestine
Looking up… into sky
Did You hear my cries?
Did You witness the crime?
In Palestine, Something Miraculous Happens
Knock… knock
A gentle tap
Yes, coming
Who is there?
Hope is here
Smiling at my heart
Standing by my door

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