Thursday, 10 May 2012

Cast Iron Stomachs: The Beautiful Defiance Of Palestine’s Hunger Strikers

by Jonathan Azaziah

Thousands of Palestinians
are on hunger strike for
their karameh: their dignity;
and they refuse to quit
until the Zionist occupation
grants them freedom.


I am in awe of you my sisters and brothers...

What is a nuclear-armed rogue regime...

Compared to your courage that is so pristine...

What is a gulag-type prison compared to your magnificent hunger...

I am in awe of you I repeat, like a child who lays his eyes on a shooting star for the first time...

You are leaders amongst a region of deceivers, you are dreamers amongst a legion of schemers, you are lions amongst liars of the occupier that persists in making every massacre it commits even more twisted than its last "worst crime"...

You are giants amongst ants, your will is an immovable object that shakes the earth to its core...

There are only a few struggles as worthy, righteous and determined as yours...

Expansionist monsters, never content with the land that they’ve conquered, they’re always yearning for more...

They cannot relate to your heroics because they’re soulless, their hearts are made of dirt and impure...

While your very essence is made of the heavens’ shiniest levels...

And the wondrousness of the martyrs who scoffed at the darkness that swallowed them, like lightning they struck the Zionist devils...

Murder and rape, torture and theft, colonization and lots of devastation, this is what the occupiers have peddled...

Slaughtered trees, killed flowers, ended animals and executed buildings...

Violations of every aspect of human life, its insanity, strife and calamity, breaking up and frightening families, shock, the electrocution of children...

For 131 years, these monsters have swarmed the land like the parasites they are...

Khader Adnan: Palestinian
hero and survivor of a
66-day hunger strike.
At one point, Palestine was Jannah on earth, but now, paradise is far...

64 years of occupation and terrorism, a terror system built where the holy land was...

Supremacy and hatred, planted in the heart because the enemies have raped it, pathetically erased it, replaced the holy land’s love...

The truth of what happened swept under the holy land’s rugs...

An infestation of demons, happily bathing in the holy land’s blood...

Your poetry and paintings, marches and stones against their war machine...

Your undying will is all that stands in their way of bringing forth their morbid dream...

Nile to the Euphrates, and then from there, the whole damn planet...

And the Zionist-occupied West tells you “nonviolence,” I know you can’t stand it...

They want nonviolence during annihilation, Al-Dayah and Al-Samouni fams damaged...

They want nonviolence during ritualistic sacrifice, Ghalia and Akkash fams vanished...

They want nonviolence as women and children are murdered during birth at checkpoints...

Hana al-Shalabi:
Palestinian hero
and survivor of
a 43-day hunger strike.
They want nonviolence and slavery, subjugation and overall, just less noise...

And when you refuse their silence, they lock you away in deadly dungeons...

Where they oppress you and hurt you more, controlling your every function...

Where they humiliate you and animalize their hold...

Where they threaten your family for noncompliance, where they cannibalize your soul...

Where over 300 are imprisoned in administrative detention, no charge, its sheer barbarity...

Where your rights are even more usurped than before, where they beat you so bad you can longer hear with clarity...

Where their dignity is none...

Where you transcend the spectrum, Palestinian is what chivalry becomes...

Where you take up the mantle of “defender” of those dispossessed...

Where you stand up for the old and oppressed...

Where you give hope to those hoping for death...

Cast iron stomachs, bulletproof will and minds made of kevlar...

Live and let die your stomachs growl, souls scream live and let starve...

Your hunger pains are the oppressors’ nightmare...

Kept awake screaming in the wee hours of the morning, haunted by your refusal to be type scared...

Hasan al-Safadi:
Palestinian hero
on hunger strike;
60+ days and counting.
Cast iron stomachs, a hunger strike for the ages...

A strike for the men, women and children, a strike for the workers and a strike for the sages...

Ireland is in solidarity, Bahrain is with you as well...

Your cry for justice is being heard the world over, from all peoples sitting in hell...

4,653 Palestinian political prisoners, more than half are striking...

More than half are revolting, more than half are fighting...

Khader Adnan lit the match, Hana al-Shalabi fueled the fire...

Bilal Diab and Thaer Halahleh now carry the torch at 70 plus days, Hasan Safadi and Omar Abu Shalal spread the embers in a 60 plus blaze, Mohammad al-Taj, Ja’far Ezzedine and Mahmoud Sarsak continue to inspire...

Cast iron stomachs, defying Jewish supremacist ideology that keeps the occupier thuggish and implores them to prevent family visits...

What kind of inhumanity is this...

Cast iron stomachs, your hunger pains scream that it is not time to die, it is time to see...

Prison is a fragile and meaningless piece of glass that is easily shattered when your mind is free...

They are incapable of feeling, incapable of anything but killing, they are slaves to their own dangerous lies...

Palestinian families don’t even sleep as their loved ones languish in cells, pain is the only thing keeping them sane or alive...

Protests around the world in solidarity, but nothing changes and we wonder why...

Will there be outrage if any one of the living martyrs suffering from the hunger dies...

Bilal Diab:
Palestinian hero
on hunger strike;
70+ days and counting.
Will there be demands of “Israeli” embassy closures, will there be calls for Zionists to be jailed...

Probably not, due to Jewish sensitivities, this environment is just swell...

This must change; we must be fearless in our truth-telling, so the taboos can be ended...

Our brothers and sisters are dying, who gives a damn if Jews are offended...

Fake Western activists run their mouths about international law, yawn...

Zionist entity tramples upon it while they keep producing movies of international war porn...

Assassinations and espionage, hasbara generation and shadowy money...

Jewish kids in their classrooms who think “Israeli” savagery’s lovely...

Would they smile if it were Jews on hunger strike, would they smile if it were their own being violated...

Not at all; but they revel in their ethnocentrism, they won’t even deny their hatred...

Cast iron stomachs, a demand for what is just or death...

To die for a righteous cause is the pinnacle of humanity, after that, there is nothing left...

And why does the international community offer nothing but stupor and silence...

Because Jewish networks demand it whenever the Zionist entity commits abuses and dishes out gratuitous violence...

Jewish Lobby runs America, France too...

Britain and Australia, it plays the music that nations dance to...

The usurping Zionist dragon is merely the center of international Jewish power...

We are living in Jewish days, our moments counted by clocks that record Jewish hours...

Organized Jewry is behind the planet’s plight, the driving force of war, destruction...

Thaer Halahleh:
Palestinian hero
on hunger strike;
70+ days and counting.
More war, some war after that, another war or two and more corruption...

So hungry for death, it aims to even topple Russia and China...

The entire Islamic world burning over a Jewish-Zionist plot, just a reminder...

Americans know nothing of Palestine, where are the professors educating them or pushing a manual...

Americans know nothing of the hunger strikers nor would they care if they did, Jewish Hollywood has made them believe that all Arabs and Muslims are animals...

Tyrannical terror under a totalitarian tribe, not even the pitiful accept this...

Our comrades rot in Zionist occupation hellholes and we should be quiet over political correctness...

Supremacist tribalists, overly drunk on their own notions of chosen-ness...

World Jewry is the engine that powers Zionism in Palestine, it is a clan of living omens, ferocious and vulturous...

When will the world understand what these creatures are, vile and sick...

So brazen that they’ve shot Palestinians into oblivion on television then denied they exist...

A wise woman once said to save Palestine is to save the world...

Save the babies and the elders, save the boys and save the girls...

Save the holy land, crush the beasts...

Save the oppressed ones, lift up the weak...

Return their strength to them, tell them they are the reason we fight...

Tell them that you are so strong its crazy, tell them that they are beaming with light...

Khader Adnan lit the match, Hana al-Shalabi fueled the fire...

Bilal Diab and Thaer Halahleh now carry the torch at 70 plus days, Hasan Safadi and Omar Abu Shalal spread the embers in a 60 plus blaze, Mohammad al-Taj, Ja’far Ezzedine and Mahmoud Sarsak continue to inspire...

Blood pressure, weight and heart rate dropping, bleeding from the gums and the nose...

Hair falling out, muscles atrophying and the music of numbness is drumming your soul...

Children denied their baba, mothers denied their sons...

Deprivation and degradation, torturous and slaughterous, this is the system that these Zionist tyrants run...

Harbingers of death, rapists of dignity...

Evil resides in their spirit, making them makers of your dangers and misery...

Fake leaders ignore you, meet with Jewish supremacists instead...

American government gives “Israel” more money, while pretending that you’re dead...

World doesn’t hear your cries, it doesn’t hear your screams...

Occupation wants to keep you awake in agony, ‘cause it fears your dreams...

Cast iron stomachs, hunger and pain swallowed in your refusal to comply with...

From the River, to the Sea,
one day, Palestine The
Beautiful, will be free.
The ugly occupation; your beautiful defiance...

Cast iron stomachs, just by living, you defeat them...

When you’re hungry for justice, the only suitable food is freedom...

You are the stones of the throwers, the poems of the hopers, the blaze that ignites from the security zones to the ocean, the equivalents of righteous kings overthrowing an aggressor...

Every breath that you take is a victory over your oppressor...

You are living martyrs, warriors of a heavenly force...

Armed with your cast iron stomachs, a predetermination of the enemy’s loss...

No, not an exaggeration, no, not the solving of an illustrious mystery...

When a “state” is born from injustice, its only destination in due time is the dustbin of history...

You stare Malak al-Mawt in the face, and you tell him to go somewhere and play...

Because your martyrdom is living, the Akhira is not where you will stand today...

But if you cross over tomorrow, the Resistance will struggle onward, we refuse to allow despair to reign...

O’ mighty hunger strikers! You will be triumphant, nevermind the machinations of monsters and the ignorance of thieves...

Solidarity with you! Your courage is legendary, you give shivers to the world and I know you’ll keep giving the shivers when you’re free...

Cast iron stomachs, your hunger paves the road for Palestine to return to its rightful place from the River to the Sea...

Cast iron stomachs, heroes is what you are, may we all fight like you and pray with no fear...

Palestine from the River to the Sea, sub7an’ALLAH wa insha’ALLAH ya Rab, that beautiful day is so near...

~ The End ~
River to Sea Uprooted Palestinian  
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