We were the loved ones

We had them…

Tall trees that gave us shade

From your scorching hate;

But you killed them –

We go on, now,

Half dead 

And half bled

Existing

In the burning shell

Of your apartheid hell.


We had them…

Tall trees that gave us shade

From your scorching hate;

But you killed them –

We go on, now,

Half dead

And half bled

Existing

In fear

And a Free Palestine tear.