typeset poet

typeset soul
page to fill
graphite smear
wings on walls
spinning verse
ink black sky
etched ardour
wordless voice

Song for Palestine

This is for the downtrodden.

A tribute to standing up,
To standing alone,

This is break free.

To snap the chains,
Painted white and blue,

This is to crush those stars.

To bury the children,
To shed their tears,

This is to fight for their cause.

To run with their flag,
To sing of their blood,

Spilled in the streets,
Blood that is 'cheap',

This is value that life-force.

For it flows strongly within,
To lend a voice to their outraged masses,

This is for Palestine.