The Art of Shock
Spoken Word Poem
It is no dispute
It is an occupation
You occupy my land while the world is occupied with Kylie Jenner’s lips
It is no dispute
It is a crime
against humanity
against me and my family
against my children and their families
against my grandmother who left her home
for summer vacation
but she never made it back to school
because you took her home
you took her clothes and her jewelry
her toys and stationery
while her life became stationary
no movement,
no sound
no laughs
no tears
the silence of shock.
It is no dispute
It is a fire
Burning in my heart
Eating at my soul
Radiating from the stone
the stone I throw into your
“home”, your home which is
mine.
Your home which was my grandmother’s
Your home, where my namesmake smoked her pipe
Because a Palestinian woman smokes pipe
Throws stones
Sends her sons out to die
And screams in anguish as you retaliate stone for stone
Sorry, stone for bullet
Bullet for human
Human for land
A Palestinian woman knows the sound of shock.
It is no dispute
It is a fire of grief
sent to you through my only weapon
while you set fire to my
“home”
the one you assigned to me.
Just like you assigned my label
Terrorist soldier
Sold-ier,
My soldier sold his life for his soul
What did your soldier sell?
Your soldier sold his soul for my life.
As I look at your tanks
your soldiers of ranks
your Sharon and Netanyahu
I see the war,
not a dispute.
It is no dispute
It is a war between welad-el-3am
I am not anti-semitic, I am human
and you are no victim. Palestine is.
Falasteen is.
It is not Israel
No map or man
No article or another
No flag or tank
No bullet or funeral will change that.
It is no dispute.
It is my Falasteen.
Your victim.
Let her go, for she is a senior citizen.
Let her go, for she will never stop fighting.
Fighting for her life
For her breath
Until your last breath.
Falasteen has learned the rage of shock.
It is no dispute.
It is a sacred fight.
Love is sacred.
My love for my motherland is sacred.
Your hunger for my lands is no dispute.
Your thirst is no dispute.
Because you have yet to master the art
Because we have mastered the art of shock.
