And We Live On...

And another day in Gaza 
Another day in Palestine
A day in prison 
And we live on
Despite Israel’s very much identified flying objects 
That we see more than our family and friends
And despite Israel’s death sentences
Like lead
Cast upon the head
As we sleep
Like acid rain
Gnawing at our life
Clinging to it like a flea to a kitten
And stuffed in our throats
The moment we say “Amen”
To the prayers of old women and men 
Despite Israel’s birds of death
Hovering only two meters from our breath
From our dreams and prayers
Blocking their ways to God.
Despite that. 
We dream and pray, 
Clinging to life even harder
Every time a dear one’s life 
Is forcibly rooted up. 
We live. 
We live. 
We do. 

^{May 27, 2012}