The Oath of the Land
I , the so called Son of olives and figs’ brides, Issa
I , the so called Son of olives and figs’ brides, Issa
My mother goddess of chastity
And my grandmothers are given the credit For my polishing and formation
And my ancestor of Bani Canaan
Palestinian from Zakaria
And my address At the valley of Shephela
I set up my spears At Ajnadayn where his shrine is
There I wish My remains stays there , among my offspring
And I work at the hills of Nejd
And I adore themAs Nejd is today in my heart
And flows in my veins
I am documenting The steadfastness of people in My homeland
and in my Jerusalem
And I wonder how I haveSpent my life in my grave
And here I am, I return
Embracing my yesterday
My father Goliath commended me: Strangers not to live in my soul
They have a god, and my GodLord of all creation, jinn and mankind
I swear that
Jerusalem be in my eyes And Jaffa be the pulsation of my veins
And from Acre all my sails would navigate
And in Ashdod land my belongings remian
And on the sand of our Gaza
All my grandchildren will studyLessons
of devotion and victoryUnder my mistress’ observation
And I shall keep My pledge
As my grandfather commended
And I shall live At the fringes of its mount
And drink the water of its fountain
And eat the figs of its basket
And I have a dream
That life smiles to us
To plant varieties of roses On its feet
a meadowOf damask roses
We girdle them in forestsOf oak and poplar trees
Deep inside me The bitterness of the great calamity
But I will forget it
When I am in Al-Aqsa
Enjoying the grand ecstasyPerforming dawn prayer
SmilingAnd I once again prostrate
For an everlasting time
When the land turns to a volcano
And my roaring lava Spills over the sand of my country’sThresholds
Some of my blood
And I won’t fear
For the Lord of universeCommended care of the people of Al-Aqsa Mosque
And should I die
It means my death approached
Who can stop it,if it approached
But, as I promised to confrontDeath standing upright
I will cross with the beams of dawn
Follow them ….. so that I lie wherever they be
No regret for life without dream and freedom,But we, by aid of Allah, won’t kneelSo let’s have sincere intents
And declare it , fire uprooting the world and what it contains
How many a nation led a life of servility, became forgotten!
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