they said the only good palestinian was a dead palestinian. so let it be known that in our death we remained palestinian and our blood seeped into the ground and now the earth is palestinian and the earth fed the trees and now the trees are palestinian and the trees housed the birds and now the birds are palestinian and the birds cut through sky and now the sky is palestinian. for each of us they kill, we multiply, again and again. for each of us they displace, we birth a new palestine wherever we go. of course this enrages them, fills them with indignation. they hold our country in between their fingers and taunt. they celebrate their leaders. they think they have won because they live long lives as criminals and murderers. but we live longer lives, even when we die. even when we die.
