I Don't Know Who Sold The Country

High quality art print by 

Yasmeen Abdallah -

From you the sword - And from us the blood

From you the steel and the fire - And from us the flesh 

From you another tank - And from us a stone

Gas bomb from you - And rain from us

And upon us and upon you the air and the sky

Take you share of our blood and leave

And upon us, we, must guard the garden of the martyrs 

And is up to us, to live as we want

And you, you must depart

And you may die wherever you want, but do not die among us

We may do what we want in our land

We have our history here

We have the first sound of life

We have the present, and the future

We have the here-now .. and the hereafter 

And you must leave our land

Our Shores…Our Seas

Our wheat… Our Salt … Our Wounds

Leave from everything, and leave from the memory of memories 

The war will end, and the leaders will shake hands,

 and the elders will remain waiting for the martyr son,

and the young bride will remain waiting for her beloved husband,

and the young ones will remain waiting for their hero father .

I don’t know who sold the Country, but I saw who paid the price

Mahmoud Darwish