<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Occupied Palestine | فلسطين]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://occupiedpalestine.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[occupiedpalestine]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://occupiedpalestine.wordpress.com/author/hajarhajar/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[I am Palestine &#8211; by&nbsp;Nadine]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p><em>Poem by Nadine <span class="dot">⋅</span> May 19, 2011</em></p>
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<h1 class="post_name">I am Palestine</h1>
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<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> The stone homes my people built are now replaced with rubble. The olive trees that once stood are now replaced with despair.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> While imperialists live in leisure on my land, my people live in refugee camps barely making it.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> My boys are left to defend themselves with nothing but stones when the occupying force terrorizes them.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> Even though the occupying force attempts to instill fear and hate in my people with white phosphorus, my people’s spirit remains alive and their morale remains high.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> My people who used to live in a land of coexistence, now anticipate bombings and torture because they’re ethnically “different.”</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> 1.5 million of my people are embargoed; when they defend themselves, they’re considered terrorists. The occupier expects them to be thankful, for they are in “land that’s not theirs.”</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> America rewards the occupying force in my country whenever they murder my children; 3 billion dollars a year in foreign aid.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> I have been replaced with a state founded on the blood of my women and children, branded with the name “democracy.”</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> My occupiers have made the world believe they “made the desert bloom” while they continue to uproot my olive and almond trees, while they continue to destroy my farmland.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine.</strong> I am the cement that holds the Arab world together, or I am the explosive that blows it apart.</p>
<p><strong>I am Palestine. </strong>I await the day my people return with the colors red, green, white and black wrapped around their bodies. I await the day my people return to their stone homes. The day will come soon.</p>
<p><strong><a href="http://palestiniandreamer.wordpress.com/2011/05/19/i-am-palestine-3/">Source &amp; More at the weblog of  A Palestinian Dreamer</a></strong></p>
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