Eyes cry, hearts bleed,
Women beg, children plead,
Minds hurt, houses fall,
People pray, people call.

Oppression cuts, it causes pain,
Oppression erodes like acid rain,
Tyranny rules, it breathes and walks,
Tyranny steals the voice of those who talked.

Eyes watch, hearts solidify,
Soldiers shoot, targets die,
Minds mock, houses fall,
Soldiers ignore as civilians call.

Innocence chokes on tangled fears,
Innocence cries desperate tears,
Justice shields its ears and eyes,
Justice is shot; Justice dies.

Oh people, when will you arise from your sleep?
When will the pain penetrate within you, deep?
Our sister is wounded, battered and bruised,
Stranded and unfree, repeatedly abused.

Oh humanity, when will you awake?
When will this pain cause you to tremble, cause you to shake?
Our sister is blessed with an ounce of hope,
This isn’t yet sufficed to allow her to cope.

Oh Mankind, do your eyes not see?
Our wronged sister yearns to be free!
No longer a prisoner and in her own land, confined,
Our sister is calling, our sister Palestine.

Rukhsar Ahmed

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-sister-palestine/