One Day, I Will Be A Poet.

We Have To Understand - Not Justify - What Gives Rise To This Tragedy. It's Not Because They're Looking For Beautiful Virgins In Heaven, As Orientalists Portray It. Palestinian People Are In Love With Life. If We Give Them Hope - A Political Solution - They'll Stop Killing Themselves.

We Are Captives, Even If Our Wheat Grows Over The Fences/ And Swallows Rise From Our Broken Chains./ We Are Captives Of What We Love, What We Desire, And What We Are.

The Poem Is Neither Here Nor There, And With A Girl's Breast It Can Illuminate The Nights. With The Glow Of An Apple It Fills Two Bodies With Light And With A Gardenia's Breath It Can Revive A Homeland!

I Wish I Were A Candle In The Darkness.

On This Earth There Is That Which Deserves Life.