Palestine… Palestine… Palestine….

Dear Palestine… when will your suffer ends…

Here’s a famous Palestinian Poem called Eye to Eye by Gihad Ali

Before that, have you ever heard about a group called Outlandish? It’s a very famous group from Denmark… ya ya… i know… slalunya Denmark ni terkenal ngan aktiviti anti Islam kan… tapi Outlandish ni membawa mesej yang sangat berbeza dan lagu lagunya cukup hebat… banyak lagu mereka yang mengandungi mesej Islam..  ada 3 orang dalam group ni… 2 ahlinya Islam dan seorang kristian… aku pernah cerita pasal group ni suatu ketika dahulu…

Antara lagu-lagu mereka yang menjadi pujaan hatiku iaitu Aicha, Look Into My Eyes and Closer to Veins (Cerita mengenai keagungan Allah dan Solat).

Isam Bachiri dan Waqas Ali Qadri (Muslim) manakala Lenny Martinez (Katolik)… Lenny bertindak sebagai rapper… dan slalu menyanyikan bait bait lagu mereka dalam bahasa negara asalnya Honduras,Spanyol… a very nice collabration….

Kenapa aku cerita pasal Outlandish … Poem dari Gihad Ali dan Palestin sekali!? Well sebenarnya , apa yang ku nak highlight di sini… Poem Gihad Ali bertajuk Eye to Eye ni mengenai Palestin dan telah diambil untuk dijadikan sebuah lagu yang sangat best bertajuk Look Into My Eyes from Outlandish…

Read the Poem below… di hujung Poem ni aku letakkan klip video dari Outlandish bertajuk Look Into My Eyes… All i can say… it’s a great song!!

Look into my eyes
And tell me what you see.
You don’t see a damn thing,
’cause you can’t possibly relate to me.

You’re blinded by our differences.
My life makes no sense to you.
I’m the persecuted Palestinian.
You’re the American red, white and blue.

Each day you wake in tranquility,
No fears to cross your eyes.
Each day I wake in gratitude,
Thanking God He let me rise.

You worry about your education
And the bills you have to pay.
I worry about my vulnerable life
And if I’ll survive another day.

Your biggest fear is getting ticketed
As you cruise your Cadillac.
My fear is that the tank that just left
Will turn around and come back.

American, do you realize,
That the taxes that you pay
Feed the forces that traumatize
My every living day?

The bulldozers and the tanks,
The gases and the guns,
The bombs that fall outside my door,
All due to American funds.

Yet do you know the truth
Of where your money goes?
Do you let your media deceive your mind?
Is this a truth that no one knows?

You blame me for defending myself
Against the ways of Zionists.
I’m terrorized in my own land
And I’m the terrorist?

You think you know all about terrorism
But you don’t know it the way I do,
So let me define the term for you,
And teach you what you thought you knew.

I’ve known terrorism for quite some time,
Fifty-five years and more.
It’s the fruitless garden uprooted in my yard.
It’s the bulldozer in front of my door.

Terrorism breathes the air I breathe.
It’s the checkpoint on my way to school.
It’s the curfew that jails me in my own home,
And the penalties of breaking that curfew rule.

Terrorism is the robbery of my land,
And the torture of my mother,
The imprisonment of my innocent father,
The bullet in my baby brother.

So American, don’t tell me you know about
The things I feel and see.
I’m terrorized in my own land
And the blame is put on me.

But I will not rest, I shall never settle
For the injustice my people endure.
Palestine is our land and there we’ll remain
Until the day our homeland is secure.

And if that time shall never come,
Then we will never see a day of peace.
I will not be thrown from my own home,
Nor will my fight for justice cease.

And if I am killed, it will be in Falasteen.
It’s written on my every breath.
So in your own patriotic words,
Give me liberty or give me death.

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