"Palestine Angel"
‘The world has let us down’,
A Palestinian says.
Felt sad after hearing this.
For I am the world;
And the world is me.
It’s no-one from outside,
But the dwellers of Earth!
‘I can’t change the world’
But I can remember you,
And your suffering.
I can mourn for you,
Cry for you.
You are not forgotten.
Rather,
A flower pressed in a book
Dead, yet made eternally alive.
‘I may not halt my daily life’,
But I can weave you into it.
Into my joys,
That you deserve more.
My grievances,
That are nothing in front of yours.
My prayers,
So they reach to you.
I want to step out for you,
Even if nothing changes.
So that when I face you,
I can say:
‘I played my part’
I have changed so much,
Ever since it all started.
Realized and was terrified,
That I turned thick-skinned.
Want that back
‘The light in my heart’
It should keep burning.
So that it can feel,
And I can stay a human.
I am not half a person.
Nor is anyone else a hundred,
or a thousand!
I stand equal to every soul,
On this planet.
So why shouldn’t I?
Be able to change the world?
It’s not just a test for you,
As you are a test for humanity too.
And you are going,
Flying to heaven!
You angel!
While we stay
in this hell of a world,
Of demons!
The same world,
‘The world that has let you down’.
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