by Arnel Banaga Salgado
Y
ou're born out of strifebefore the Arab spring
your tribe is scattered
like dust dispersed
by the hot and arid wind
without a country to call a home
but I asked you to take refuge
with me.
You are stubborn, confused,
but gifted with seamless
beauty as pure as a
diamond but as
dangerous as a lion.
O daughter of Gaza
Lo' and feel the heart that pumps
the river of life in the labyrinth
of your veins.
Is it there or not there?
10:43 am
21st March 2013
Dubai, UAE