Return is Inevitable
They wanted you
Tried to take you, make you submit
But you would not
They took you by force
Then they pretend they never knew you,
you never were, they say, you don’t exist,
renamed your destruction redemption
“We made the desert bloom”
They did the same to me.
Maybe, that is why, I see you.
I see ghosts walking through your orchards, caressing every tree, wandering through your streets, in your ruins, still tending the land.
They can not erase, the sharp metallic taste of absence of the hands that terraced these mountains and planted cacti and olives, the heart’s left behind
Falesteen
I will sing your name from the minarets, even after they transformed the mosques into bars, until
the inevitable, Return.
Love Under Apartheid
Under covers
toes touch
I open
my mouth
screams:
You
hold
me
Under Fire
tongues
dance
You go down
Fighting
I stand
between you
and the bullet
Under ground
Finally
together
We come
home.
Thank you so much for these breathtaking poems, Neta.
Thank you also for ISM.
The inability to love, I see this everywhere among individuals who happen to possess oppressive traits, especially men in countries where sex is unregulated, and women are systematically disadvantaged to scrutinize their potential sexual partners.
In a society where women are allowed to exercise power over herself and society, can those who are unable to love flourish? Where would they come from? If every birth depended on a woman consideration and will, would those who possess hatred in their blood, such as the Zionists, even be born?
This is why feminism is much more important than it would appear to most people. Without feminism, we get Zionism, white supremacy, fascism, nationalism and many other societal cancers.
Zionism is a byproduct of a society that does not place women in their rightful place.