To God we belong
a poem on Palestinians in pieces after the latest refugee camp massacre
To God we belong
Not in bags, Not in parts
Whole and unbroken
In peace, In death
To God we belong
In the eyes of children
Who’ve seen too much
In the whispers of olive trees
Rooted deep in our soils
In the tears of our mothers
Whose love no war can spoil
To God we belong
In the steadfast resolve
Of a people long oppressed
In the hope that persists
Like stubborn poppies
Through rubble and steel
To God we belong
And to God we return
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