| A Poem for the Viva Palestina convoy
by
Imran Shah
Dedicated to all those who took part in the convoy and those who supported it around the world.
In the slow accessibility,
Of masked reality.
In the consequential eye opening,
Of major events unfolding.
In the face of disdain and social sighs,
Of their hard, rash and insecure eyes.
Naïve and Transparent.
Vocalized and apparent, they chant:
“Free Free Palestine
Free Free Palestine”
…..
And so they marched on
And In the conclusive searching,
Of nation and culture continually amputating.
In judicious feelings arising and scattering,
Of lives and bodies bombed and shattering.
In the horrified collective acknowledgement,
All aligned in directional advancement.
Mature and cultivated
They loudly lamented
“Gaza Gaza don't you cry,
We will never let you die.”
…..
And so they marched on
And in the conceptual maiming,
Of the enemies' semantics and meanings.
In the convictive slow collapsing,
Of their abilities and dealings.
In our creativity and fluidity,
Of our coherent, merciless and strategic activity.
Complex and able,
Powerfully they dictate their parable.
“From the river to sea,
Palestine will be free”
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