My Love For Palestine

There are various types of love in this heavenly body we call Earth.

The love we have for our mother is different from the love for our father.

The love for a friend is different from the love of a lover.

Walking through the hallways I see couples that are “in love” metaphorically speaking.

But no love is as fond as my love for Palestine.

Palestine you are my heart.

Without you I would be nothing.

You are my pride, and my self-worth.

I dont see you very often, but you are always on my mind.

I adore you.

Your beautiful land filled with olive trees.

The beautiful language spoken by your beautiful people.

I am completely mesmerized by you.

You will never leave me and I will never leave you.

Through your time of struggle I am here for you.

I will be your voice when you are not heard.

I will breath when you cannot breathe.

No one can take you away from me.

They will hurt you and your people.

But you will resist .

Because with resistance comes a chance.

I stand outside in the boiling sun shouting and marching until you are free.

They have killed, and brutally murdered your people.

They refuse to let me be with you.

I live in a country that dislikes you for so many unknown reasons.

But I don't care because I love you and you love me.

I can't express how much you mean to me.

One day we'll be together, struggle free, with no oppression.