Native to Palestine’s tradition and spirit, KA. A long tradition that can be expressed thusly:
Know me through the images that linger on your mind
through the trusting eyes of infants and the best of human kind
For the growth that comes through sharing. Through a mother’s power to give
and for the cure that is forgiveness; with the joy it is to live
Know me not for bitterness. For enmity. For war
For insanity of purpose and the settling of old score
Cast aside these evils. Let your hearts be free
as more through love than understanding do you find me
And know too the olive groves; the pastures in the sun
and the dusty hills of Canaan where Jordan’s River runs
Home my notions for compassion for the poor
Source my inspiration. For justice, peace and law
Where an arrogance of nation would defy my vision grand
My vision for the meek and Their Kingdom in all lands
as through beggars’ eyes and prison bars in rags my children see
tribes stranger to this mansion, that would deny this dignity