Quatrains of Liberty and Tranquil by Inam Hussain Begg Mullick
Quatrains of Liberty and Tranquil
For Palestine, Syria and Yemen
Resist, my people, resist them.
In Jerusalem, I dressed my wounds and breathed my sorrows
And carried the soul in my palm
For an Arab Palestine.
I will not succumb to the “peaceful solution,”
Never lower my flags
Until I evict them from my land.
Dareen Tatour, Resist, My People, Resist Them
No tranquil until the olives grow again,
the sun is a gentle guest — sovereignty's crest —
in the kitchens, courtyards and lanes,
of martyrs and children — softest rain.
The womb is trust and the mother is questioned,
Goliath is David, and David, Goliath;
Jesus dismantles landmines and bombs; Bedouin childrensleep, play, pray; Hussain tends to watermelon fields.