Poems of Palestine

Thinking of spring in Palestine By Mike Odetalla

What benefit or joy if,

I were to gain the world,

But lose the almond blossoms in my land?

Drink a cup of coffee, everyplace

But my mother's home

Journey to the moon,

But not to the grave

s of my ancestors

See the world's wonders,

But not the setting sun as it dips behind ancient olive groves

Tour the world over,

But lose the flowers on the hills of my native land

Nothing but lethal silence...

No need to gain the world

Just a cup of coffee

In a familiar place and

An end to the lethal silence

Within the hearts of the living...