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Because I am Israel?

Imej
                                                                            credit to FB Raneen Musleh.      'I am Israel. I came to a land without a people for a people without a land. Those people who happened to be here, had no right to be here, and my people showed them they had to leave or die, razing 400 Palestinian villages to the ground, erasing their history.      I am Israel. Some of my people committed massacres and later became Prime Ministers to represent me. In 1948, Menachem Begin was in charge of the unit that slaughtered the inhabitants of Deir Yassin, including 100 women and children. In 1953, Ariel Sharon led the slaughter of the inhabitants of Qibya, and in 1982 arranged for our allies to butcher around 2,000 in the refugee camps of Sabra and Shatila.      I am Israel. Carved in 1948 out of 78% of the land of Palestine, dispossessing its inhabitants and replacing them with Jews from Europe and other parts of the world. While the natives whose families lived on t

Solidariti buat Sang Pejuang

Imej
  Mentari Syawal     Usai muslim bersujud tanda kesyukuran sementelah langsainya kewajipan berpuasa selama sebulan, Raya pertama dicemari dengan kebongakan Sang Zionis. Kesucian masjid dilangkaui tanpa segan silu. Gema takbir raya sekali lagi disanggah kezaliman kaum penindas. Apa lagi mahu Mu, Wahai Zionis? Tidak aku bertanya atas bencinya diriku  pada bangsa Mu Jelas aku belas pada wanitaMu anak-anakMu ibu ayahMu kerana mereka juga manusia Jika Palestin yang berbuat onar Tidak akan aku diamkan jua Dimana hati belasMu Apakah dendam sejarahMu membenarkan bangsatMu pada bangsa Arab Palestin? Apakah bangsa Palestin bukan manusia? Apakah raungan mereka tidak seperti anak-anakMu? Keadilan apa lagi yang Kau mahukan? Solidariti Buat Sang Pejuang Saat mentari kian tenggelam Menyembunyikan cahayanya Angin bayu berentak laju Seiring sorakan takbir Bergema memuji Ilahi Dari ufuk timur Langit berkabus Diterangi kerlipan bintang Menyahut gema sang pejuang Ternyata Langit kita berbeza Hujan mereka