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The time will arrive soon
to pick a new pope
and here is where I am confused
I had no idea an American Baseball team
chooses the next pope
the St Louis Cardinals though
will have a tough job
I wasn't aware their stadium was called the Conclave
but there you have it
if they win the world series
and pick a new pope
they will have killed two birds with one stone
so to speak
A little bit of humor in these dark times, of note the Pope donated his "Pope Mobile" to be used as a front like medical clinic to help the children of Gaza, some will say a small deed, however symbolic to what side he was on, the side of humanity. ( he did far more behind the scenes that the Zionists hated)
Along the river bank
on a sweltering day
there she was, shining in radiant beauty
lariviere quenched her thirst
her timid smile, gentle touch
personified kindness in tranquility
the desire of many men over time
for she was not one woman
she was a piece of history
re-incarnated many times over
you may have known her as Hind Al-Husseini
who cared for the children of the Nakba
passionate for the plight of all women
her history and roots she proudly expressed
with a museum of folklore, all impressed
Then there was Hind Shoufani
who learnt love from burnt villages
we are all tired, always though in the hearts
love falasteen

re-incarnated yet again
as Hind Rajab
an innocent child
like Jesus feared by evil
and those with power
shot this child over 300 times
sixty bullets for every year of her life
a gentle life stolen by the star of David
of course there was Rostom of the Nile
whose sensual moves so captured the eye
she remained a mystery to most
the humble and shy often do
passant hind at the rivers edge
red hair blowing in the breeze
sadness of the world, a suffocating heat
on the other side of the river
was it my imagination?
or did I see a small smile?
HIND RAJAB
She was born in 2018, she was almost 6 years old when she was staying with her uncle, an evacuation order forced them to leave west Gaza early in January 2024, and it was hard to do that with Zionists Troops all round, there were 6 of them in the car when they were attacked by a Zionist tank, four were killed when her cousin called the Red Crescent begging for help and during the call the tank fired at them and the call was ended, Red Crescent tried to call them again but this time Hind answered cuz her 15 years old cousin was dead, she begged for someone to rescue her, she begged the Red Crescent operator to stay with her on the phone and never hangs up, they stayed like this for hours as they were trying to get a permission from the Zionists Army to send an ambulance to save Hind, the Palestine authority gave them the green light and when the ambulance finally arrived and while they were in touch with the head office and Hind, the tank fired at them and all calls were Lost, after 2 weeks the damaged car and ambulance were found, all were dead .. The Zionists denied having any troops around that area, as they always lie, but the evidence is clear, the car was hit by more than 300 bullets, and the satellites imagery by an independent investigator group from the UK proved that the tank was so close to the car, as Hind said, and it was clear they knew what they were doing but for more than a year, the US ex department kept backing the Zionists with their fake investigation and of course the current one will never even care about it, but we should be rest assured cuz the ones who committed this war crime are the ones investigating it, I think we owe an apology for all serial killers which never had the chance to investigate their own crimes, but what we've been witnessing in the last few months is enough to tell us the true face of the western world and the lies we believed since the 1940s, there's nothing worse than a dictatorship in disguise..


Hind Shoufani is a Palestinian film maker, poet and writer and has lived and worked in many big cities in the Middle East as a writer, producer, film director and editor. She is a founder of the Poeticians poets‘ collective in Beirut and Dubai, in which poets, men and women, from all different backgrounds and origins meet regularly to present their work to each other.

Hind al-Husseini (Arabic: April 1916 – 13 September 1994) was a Palestinian woman notable for rescuing 55 orphaned survivors of the Deir Yassin massacre, after they were dropped off in Jerusalem and left to fend for themselves. She later converted her grandfather Salim al-Husayni's mansion into an orphanage, Dar al-Tifl al-Arabi [it], to house them, which became a school providing education to orphans and other children from Palestinian towns and villages.

Hind Hussain Mohammed, more commonly known by her stage name Hind Rostom, was an Egyptian actress and is considered one of the icons in the Egyptian cinema, as she was mainly known for her sensual roles. Her physical appearance earned her the name Marilyn Monroe of the east
In the land of Palestine
Where Lord Jesus Christ lived
And stories and struggles unfold
With hope in their eyes
Our Lord Jesus Christ dies
And we hope for a future
In Palestine that's bright and
In Palestine we hope
Our dreams find their way.
Jerusalem a city in Palestine is the specific location where Lord Jesus Christ [GOD] was arrested
tried and crucified
Roman occupied Palestine
I know you are impartial,
You do not take sides
Not with the oppressed,
Not with the oppressors.

You are a good human,
You do not interfere in the acts of others,
Even if they are murders
In the brightness of the day.

You are a good human being,
You do not speak of wars,
Of blood, of wounds,
Of cries, of deaths.

You wish only to spread love,
To cover your eyes,
To shield your ears,
To silence your tongue
Against the roar of evil.

But tonight, before you sleep,
Close your doors,
Shut your windows tight,
And whisper only to yourself.

Ask your heart, the one you hide,
Ask as the human you had promised to be
Everything happening around you,
Before your open eyes

The screams that break into your house,
The cries that stain your walls,
The blood that runs through your streets

Is it good, or is it bad?

If it is good,
Then sleep peacefully,
And know you are right.

If it is bad,
Then know —
You have been wrong.
In history so vast, a story unfolds
Of suffer and strife, clear and bold
But still is untold

Far from our eyes
There a land lies
Where sun of joy used to arise
Where everyone was living their lives

But one day
Their fate was changed
Parting the ways
Their name was exchanged

Jews took their land, ruined their lives
Named it theirs, concealed these lives

Open your eyes
There a land lies
Where happiness no longer lies

There souls pass by
As bombs explode by
Children cry
As their loved ones die

It's been many years
But cries we still hear

No one notes
Bombs their explode
No moment they seize
Which's of peace

Open the eyes
There's a land named Palestine
Which you haven't recognized

Palestine, a land lost in time
With no life, it's lost in time
They strive, but always collide

Join your hands
Islam shall prevail in that land
Even when no one stands

As this story unfolds
We know
No on one knows
What in Palestine on goes
But though
It hurts to know
That no one stands
And offers their hands
To the people of that land
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Rubble, blood and wounds there lie
People there heaving desperate sighs

And everyone here says
We are living the best day
But there they've always seen the worst of days

Their wounds are deep
Which can't be healed

Then how can we feel bliss?
When they're blood kissed

How can they enjoy the Eid day?
When it's the same as previous worst days

I urge you all please
Look at Palestine where genocide never stops

I urge you all please
Look at Palestine where cool wind passes and never stops
 Mar 25 Alvian Eleven
Daivik
Theres a genocide going on in 4K
And the world's acting like its okay
And I wonder who's more pathetic
The antagonist or the apatethic

That we shouldnt **** children is not really that complex
Unless you are from the military industrial complex
And you do not need to know the history of a millennium
To know its wrong to displace millions
And carpet bomb civilians

And humanity is not political
Unless you are a politician
And peace is not controversial
Unless you are hell bound on controverting
Well,you are hell bound anyway

The placards and slogans are up again
Its better than nothing,even if it doesnt bring any change
You wanna feel like you've done something
Even if its meaningless in greater scheme of things

In a world where everything little thing is trauma
The genocide becomes a newsroom drama
As they make you believe they are others
And convince you its fine to **** your brothers
And you get convinced in a day

However much we can scream
Continues the killing spree
From the river to the sea
Only hatred seems to be free

So theres a genocide going on in 4K
And it will never be okay
However much they try to erase the voices
And cover it up in chemical warplane noises

And if you wondering which side you should be on
If its the one killing children,its probably wrong
Dumbf*ck
 Mar 20 Alvian Eleven
Aya
I woke up feeling like nothing…
No one’s saying nothing...
No one’s doing nothing….
I  woke up wishing something was done, to stop this
heartache…
I woke up wishing something was done, to stop this
suffering…
I woke up wishing there were no more decapitated heads…
no more…lifeless bodies…
Make it stop… make it stop…
Nobody is doing nothing to make it stop….
I woke up wishing there were no more incinerated bodies..
I woke up wishing there were no more corpse …
I woke up wishing that the genocide in Gaza was no more…
It’s now more than 16 months of carnage…echo of death pierce my soul...
No one can undo what I’ve seen…
I feel like nothing….
They say nothing and do nothing, to make it stop…
This suffering lingers…
I feel like nothing….
 Mar 18 Alvian Eleven
Juno
The Secret Suffering of the soul,
Familiar,
yet so unfamiliar,
Thoughts to far-
From those hurting hearts

so inferior,
to their horrors,
-Stuck-
-Stuck-
in my bedroom

the blind world.
choose to close your eyes.
but, when you turn your heads,
The blood still sheads
Won’t they learn?

How do they do it?
Live in this world,
where right and wrong cannot be told

-JJ
Jan 2025
 Mar 18 Alvian Eleven
Aya
There is no ceasefire, not in Gaza, not in Lebanon, not in Sudan,
but only genocide...
aggression...
war...
blood...
slaughter, and pain.
The West Bank continues to be under siege... met by tanks, death,
threats...  
Families are met with bullets to their head.
The children are met with amputated limbs.
Children are left orphan... and forgotten.
Communities are met with too many martyrs to grieve...
Where is this ceasefire now?
There is bombardment in Yemen too, directed by the West like a true imperialist.
If one dare to rise up and resist, are met with an iron fist by the international colonizer community, given consent to **** with no impunity...
Dare the amputees speak....
Dare the bullet to the head speak...
Dare the orphan speak....
Dare the resistance speak of their own pain...
There is no ceasefire, but only genocide.  
Where is this so-called ceasefire now?
Nowhere in sight....
Where is the anti-war movement?
Nowhere in sight.....
What happened to the anti-war movement?
Nowhere in sight….
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