Alice in Holy-land

Alice in Holy-land

Alice was falling up, then rising down

With a quantum leap, transcending

Into a parallel universe

Were every thing is upside down

And nothing is what it seems to be

In a forgotten land, once called Palestine

In this land of wonders, Alice saw

Murderers get Nobel peace prizes

Thieves are the guardians

Of peace and security

War criminals are the law

In this land of faith, Alice saw

Strangers claiming that

God gave them every thing

For they are the chosen

Above all others

Despite the fact: most of them

Don't even believe in God

In this land of pain, Alice saw

Olive trees uprooted for having roots in the past

Farmers beaten for harvesting their crops

Men shot for wanting to pray

Women imprisoned for having a family

Children killed for going to school

Babies gassed for… being

In this land, of sorrow

Alice saw people in refugee camps

With large rustic keys around their necks

Gazing away in despair

At beautiful, invisible homes in the distance

With no keyholes, no doors, not even walls

In this land of history

Alice saw signs for peace

That only led to war and terror

Road maps, but no roads

Security zones, with no security

Miles long checkpoints, where nothing is checked

In this land of paradox

Alice saw a queen of hearts

Leading an army with hearts of stone

Yet Alice picked up stones

With tender hearts

Stones with tongues

That can dance and even sing

And through the rabbit hole

Alice came out again,

Disorientated and bewildered

Alice was in Holy-land

She went, she saw, she understood