Happy Palestinian Mothers Day

 

Once upon a time, here was a mother, a child, and there was a green green Palestine, recites Iqbal Tamimi.

 

A Palestinian mother hugging her murdered child

Once upon a time

There was a home for every mother

And neighbours used to love each other

Once upon a time

There was a green Palestine

Olive trees were as dear as children

Kissing the braids of the sun

Worried …not to be uprooted next day

No dime bombs were born yet

No white phosphorus burned our children’s’ smiles

 

 

Only rain landed gently from the sky

The skin of my land was guarded by rose petals

No tanks roamed our neighbourhoods

Roars of laughter only stirred the silence

We used to hear the heart beat of our land

Hug its mud

Feeling blessed

To see the stars blossom on its sand

Watch oranges bathe under the sun

Thyme used to spray its poems

On the chest of the dawn

The hills

Used to yawn

Whenever the sun took off its heat

Or dipped in the sea its feet

Once upon a time

Nothing blocked our way

We could have made our beds on the clouds

We could have painted a rainbow on the shoulders of the night

Embroidered heaven’s cheeks with kites

Walked without turning around in fear

We used to sleep… deep

No one broke our door with the heal of his gun

We had plenty to feed the spring

White used to swing on our washing lines

Blood never stained our pillows

We never had to visit so many people in jail

Or whisper to each other

Thank the lord..

We have finished counting our dead

The casualties are less than yesterday’s

Once upon a time

We talked about education…,

Building an extra room

And wedding parties in the summer

Our dreams are not so many any more

Our dreams now are copies of each other

Once upon a time

Mothers used to tell stories to children

Who do wake up from their deep sleep

Mothers did not have to talk

To shadows,

To piles of stones,

Or stains of blood on half standing walls

Once upon a time

There was a mother, a child, and

There was a green green Palestine.

 

Iqbal Tamimi is a Palestinian journalist and poet from Hebron. She is the creator of the vibrant activists’ network Palestinian Mothers.

 

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