I Am A Jerusalemite

 

The darkness of the morning engulfs my spirit

Although the sun will undoubtedly rise

I will still be empty within my soul

I live in the land of the brave

Yet I feel feeble and without energy

As I long to break the restraints of freedom

I was born in the City of Peace

By birthright I should be able to live in its glory

Yet I am imprisoned outside its walls

A Jew born outside its holy sites

May absorb its beauty from within

And glorify God inside its blossom

I am a naturalized citizen of God’s City

Yet God is used to cleanse me away

To punish me because I am a Palestinian

I am a Jerusalemite within my spirit

My sun rises over my City of Peace

Beckoning me to return, to return, to return

Fadi Zanayed

December 10, 2011

5:56 am

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