Nakba 75


Either heaven is unjust or we are just wicked and deserving of our suffering, either way, I have good reason to turn my back on god forever, to be angry, to feel singled out, put on and unfairly treated, and that I belong to a people similarly badly treated. I wonder how those who ran for their lives from marauding bands of terrorists felt in 1948, how tales of killings and the burning and leveling of entire villages and the lining up and shooting of all before them, made these hungry and thirsty newly created refugees feel. They had lost everything, all was stolen from them, their homes, their lands, their dignity and their country. Did they know how the world betrayed them, how the nascent forum of nations, made up of countries who had only a few short years before helped defeat Nazism, how this UN was part of the conspiracy, how the leader of the free world, the liar in chief, had worked hard to make sure that Palestine be bulldozed and in its place a new country set up for another set of refugees, but these had god on their side, for he had chosen them. So why should I believe in or pray to such an evil god?! How must they have felt huddled in their tattered tents along Arab borders, lashed by the winds and the sun and rain, unable to quiet their hungry children’s cries, who like all children only want to return to their playground and the simple games they once played. How they must have cried, how their bellies must have been empty, and their hearts bursting with strange new feelings, anger, hate, bitterness, a desire for vengeance. How long did they wait? with every year passing, with every decade passing, they must have felt the day of their return getting closer and closer. Little did they know 75 years would pass and they would not live to see the day of return. How formidable such people must be today, how filled with anger and hate and the desire for vengeance they must be, how lethal and unstoppable… all we have seen is but a very small part of what these people can do… 

Palestine 🇵🇸 will live forever in our angry hearts and our determined minds, and one day will come when the displaced shall in turn displace and be triumphant!

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