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The sky monsters as black as night

Come prowling looking for a fight.


Cradled close I can smell her
The scent of mum it soothes me over.

Theres nothing else that we can do


But lie in wait till mornings due.
The beating of my mothers heart
The sound of buildings ripped apart.

The whistling before the big bright flash


Holding hands we make a dash.
Lifted, twisted, we are flying
The bed is spinning where we were lying.

My ears are burning with the roar


The boom Ive never heard before.
Floating, a moment, time holds on
And then everything is gone.

My hand mummy, were holding tight


Everything is going to be alright.
Dont let me go, I need you more
You know that I am nearly four

Dark and fire, rubble and mud


Or is it earth mixed up with blood?
I move my body, but not much,
My chin and cheek I cannot touch.

I call my mum, as my face is sore


Up cuddle me from the floor.
We never let go, our fingers entwined
A greater love youll never find.

I need her now, I need her grace


I want her to touch my face.
I pull her hand from the floor
I have her hand and nothing more.

(As if) I was born in Palestine,


A land where faces shine
With faith, love and trust;
A land I wanted to belong first.

I had never been to Palestine


But I bet I was born there;
There live my brothers and sisters,
Much pain of bloody stories we share.

I speak Bangla not Arabic though,


For Salat we turn to same direction;
Our heart pumps the same faith
Eternally we have lot of interaction
The enemies of Palestine are my enemies
Their friends are my friends too;
Just for Islam they suffered destruction,
For same cause I have to do what I can do.

Land of the Prophets, the Jerusalem,


Is the land I own and I adore;
With the Ummah united to free Al-Quds,
After a sea of sufferings I see the shore.

Im a Muslim, Im Ummah, Im Palestine,


Are you there with me?
Lets get united, stand up, march forward
Palestine will be free.

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