I wrote this recently, in the midst of the so-called “Third Intifada” in Palestine and the ensuing devaluation of Palestinian life in news and social media. This is an attempt to take control of our narrative, to not let others define our struggle, and to define it as what it is rather than what it is not.
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ارتجافة
A tremor
A shudder
A shaking off
A phoenix brushing off the ashes of occupation
The dust of house demolitions and explosions
A tree as it is uprooted for being planted by the wrong hands
تيقظ من نوم عميق
Emerging from a deep sleep
A dragon waking up
Or being rudely awoken
By soldiers kidnapping children in the dead of night
On account of throwing rocks
Children who have to pass by checkpoints manned by power hungry teenagers with guns
Just to get to school
Children who have seen prisons and death
The sudden realization that things are only going to get worse
That dialogue is a bit complicated when you’re being strangled
ثورة
Revolution
Dancing and دبكة in the face of bullets
Popular resistance
A changing of tides
Laying claim to your own narrative
A refusal to be less than
A demand of basic human rights
Playing soccer with tear gas
Where liberation is the goal and state violence is the only thing standing between you and the net
Freedom by any means necessary
A many-faced struggle
A decentralized international movement
One that insists on justice for all, not justice for some
One that knows justice for an oppressed people cannot come at the expense of another
Where some animals are not more equal than other animals
Taking axes to walls that put the Berlin wall to shame
Fighting weapons of mass destruction with mere stones and words that rhyme
Capturing your pain in pictures, videos, and tweets with the hope that the world will care
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