A little bit we die for you
every time they tell us
one of us they killed
a little bit we cry for you
Palestine every time
then again we mend
last lines are so distant
will never reach its end
today a newborn child in
future Palestine will defend
they can break our bones
try to break our strong spirits
cant reach inside our souls
they dont know our secrets
we will live forever the
precious lives of our people
will never reach the end
all we will be together
all of us will mend
then after the darkest night
a new bright dawn will enter
so blessed is every fighter
every maiden every knight
A little bit we die for you
every time they tell us
one of us they killed
a little bit we cry for you
Palestine every time
then again we mend
so blessed is every fighter
every maiden every knight
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Palestine
PoetryHere,where the hills slope before the sunset and the chasm of time near gardens whose shades have been cast aside, we do what prisoners do we do what the jobless do, we saw HOPE. A bunch of poems about our beloved Palestine.
