Al-Quds
Nizar Qabbani
I cried ‘till the tears depleted
I prayed ‘till the candles melted
I asked about Mohammad there, and about Jesus
O Jerusalem, O city of sorrow
Who will save humanity
Who will end the aggression
The stones of the roads are grievous
The minarets of the mosques are mournful
O Jerusalem, death between us is shared
All of the Arab children are being thrown into one grave
For some are being buried in the South of Lebanon, and some lay under the Golan
Heights, while others are being eaten by fish in Tigris and the Euphrates, and
others
are being blockaded in Libya with hunger and anguish
Who will save humanity
Who will end the aggression...