I take the role of a Palestinian child from Gaza
and I write this short and modest poem .

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

Happy new year 2010 !
If you feel that you are fine ,
Watch the news on T.V. online .
To see what happens here in Palestine .

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

No electricity … No light .
No water … No sleep at night .
But we fight and we shall fight .
Until Palestine takes its right .

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

Everyday many people die .
Everyday many children cry .
And the world with no reply .
Please , answer me : “ Why ? ”

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

Israel shows the white feather :
They kill my father… They kill my mother .
They kill my sister … They kill my brother .
But we shall meet in paradise , God willing , together .

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

You forget us even when you pray .
In the five times of the day .
Muslims are mute … What can I say ?
“ Perhaps , your ability has given way . ”

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

We are alone . No one helps us ; none.
We have Allah ; The Helper One.
And the patience has been our only gun.
We are sure ; tomorrow we shall see the sun.

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE

Oh ? Before I put my sad pen .
Where will Israel be in 2011?
Be careful ! You are the next hen .
Because of the plans of mice and men.

GAZA IS YOURS … GAZA IS MINE