dear, dear palestine

how your soil seeps with blood,
never ending,
forever,
each and one,
wanting that city of God,
in the midst of the dessert heat.


how many times have we cried and screamed for vengeance? how many time have we gotten ourself so heated about Palestine that we wanted justice for those forgotten people.

israel has been desecrating the holy lands since the 1920's beginning the fall of the Ottoman Empires, and yet where were we?

its just frustrating to hear the same old story over and over again. in the event that it happen, we get all worked up we roar and roar until our throats get sore. we demonstrate in the streets, demanding that israel back down from its aggression. we demanded and demanded with placards, with banners and then tomorrow?

what happens tomorrow? or the day after?

nothing, nothing happens. typically being malaysian, we want to help and yet everyday of our lives we change nothing except but that one day only. our lives are still the same, still living the american dream, but here in malaysia.

what are you going to do about it? will you do anything about it?