Oh’ Palestine a dreamer dreaming of freedom freedom to care about the birds the doves delivering baby breaths and milk to the one you love Oh’ Palestine, you elude the one who dreams a dream laced in honey and memory of roots once dug deep within the recesses of your rebellious son— a love of sweet honey died a death upon the blackening eclipse of the yellowed sun Oh’ Palestine a dreamer, I dream of freedom for you for your children to smell the sweet scent of jasmine and taste the cedar the thyme of history in tea cups and breathe the air of freedom in daylight all night long Oh’ Palestine a dreamer, the leaves swirl dreams in sugar spun tea at the bottom of your last sip and the fractured seam of your fortunes lost at sea— oh’ sweet freedom, a dream a dream, a dream!
© Jay Mora-Shihadeh- Poetry and Art
Leave a Reply