Posted on September 1, 2014 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian
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“My sister is Nour, she is five, her name means Light”
“I took her out to buy some sweets”
“They bombed us, alhamdulillah”
“I was injured with shrapnel, alhamdulillah”
“My sister is a martyr, alhamdulillah”
“My sister is a bird in Heaven, alhamdulillah”
“We want to live in dignity, like all people, alhamdulillah”
“I am from gaza, alhamdulillah”
“I support the Resistance, I love the Resistance, alhamdulillah”
* * *
Lema… Your few words shuttered my being
The flood of your silence uprooted me
The calmness of your screams tormented my heart
The twinkle in your eyes, despite your wounds, haunted me
* * *
Lema, a singing of a Canary…soft and warm
Lema, a Psalm of David… A heart pure and serene
* * *
Stars in the highest are lost in bewilderment, listening to the echo of your pain
Sky kneeled down, sobbing and trembling in the presence of your mighty patience
Words diminished and fell short of meanings, in front of your sublime poetry
* * *
Lema, sweetheart
Lema, a face of an angel from paradise
Lema, an exquisite rose, worthy of awe and appreciation
Allow me to lay my head beneath the shadow of your pain
Kiss the ground, blessed and honoured, with the touch of your toes
* * *
Lema, sweetheart, don’t you worry
Your beloved is now free
She was Nour . . . Now she is Light
Glowing in the heart of a green bird
His nest, a lantern of light
* * *
Nour is now in ecstasy, floating
Around the Throne of the Most Compassionate, Most Kind
Chanting, hymns of gratefulness
Scattering prayers, scented flowers
Painting smiles of love and yearning, at the gates of Heaven
For those beloved and adored
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Uprooted Palestinian 
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