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A BEAUTIFUL BRIDE
By Regina Hill
July 8, 2004
She was a beautiful Bride,
He held her lovingly with the deepest of pride.
He dreamed of his love night and day,
How beautiful she was to him in every way.
He fell in love with her when he was only a boy,
So many years she had brought him joy.
The sweet the aroma of her baking bread,
The sweet sounds of her songs filling his head.
He love to watch the image of her children dancing in her eye,
The sun rising behind her making love to the sky.
He cherished his life with his beautiful Bride,
Happy and content wishing never to leave her side.
Then one day he felt broken with grief,
She had been stolen from him by a shameless thief.
There is no measure to the pain he felt deep inside,
By the disgraceful things done to his beautiful Bride.
He vowed God willing there will come a day,
When this shameless thief will surely pay.
The thief removed the veil from her face,
Changing her name was the worst of disgrace.
Scattered her children here and there,
Inflected her with pain without even a care.
Stealing from her children all they held dear,
Making her old ones tremble in fear.
The scars the thief put on her beauty are hard to behold,
Treatment by his hands has been bitter and cold.
Who gave this thief the right to take from her at will,
And for her children without mercy to kill?
The thief stripped her of all her possessions,
To God the thief felt no need of confession.
The Bride has something inside her the thief cannot see,
A God given right, her right to be free.
She will not let the thief see her humble and weak,
Her children and her love she will not cease to seek.
Standing alone with a tear in her eye,
“My love is coming soon,” she whispers to the sky.
Her love has come now to take her home,
In his thoughts he had never left her alone.
With the thief her love will battle and fight,
To give back to his Bride her God given right.
In this fight with his life he might have to pay,
For him strength and courage to God she will now pray.
The fight now over, he feels weary and old,
Stripped of his strength within his very soul.
He knows this is the day that he surely will die,
His body to lie beneath her beautiful sky.
He opens his eyes to gaze upon her one last time,
To take with him the memory of his beloved Palestine.
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| The Israeli Land-Grab Apartheid Wall built inside the Palestinian territories, here separating Abu Dis from occupied East Jerusalem. (IPC, 7/4/04). | ||
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| The Israeli apartheid (security) wall around Palestinian population centers in the West Bank, like a Python. (Alquds,10/25/03). |