halluci nation

asphyxiated by prejudice chains

annihilated by nationalist art

lynched for the love of territory

a rave of violence, routine

us versus them

where roses appear savage

where waves glisten in blood

where the sun makes love

to the bay of Haifa

(us versus them)

now our genetic code

in the land that once knew peace

the river of red howls, unfettered

O ignorant one! When we die,
It will be proven to us:
A dream was what we have seen,
And what we have heard, was a tale. (1)

  1. By Mir Dard.

To the victims of the Haifa Oil Refinery Massacre (30/12/1947), in memoriam.

by Fallujah.