Fatima Victoria Mansour, Qula, Chicago

When I return to Palestine,
I will meet myself on the road that connects Ramleh to Al-Lyd.
Qula, I will say, and it will call me back, back, back to fold.
I will drink from the stone well my Siddo built–
The water will sustain us, as if we never left.
I will feed my children from the orange groves, the peaches will drip with joy at my return.
My Hope will dance in lush circles, my boy will create the songs of return.
I will unearth the Crusader Fortress, and forget that it is buried under lies.
The upturned soil will enfold those lies and make them a foggy memory.
The solid sun will nurture them into trees of great height and grandeur.
I will touch the soil that flows through my blood, and know the meaning of my name.
The victorious one, the one who wins and knows, the one who can know.
I will sit in the tiny school house my father should have attended.
Siddo–we did learn despite it all.
I will release the smothering anger that comes from the rape of my home, the massacre of blind women.
The anger chokes us into silence;
Muted no longer, I will sing a song of praise and jubilation.
You will be greeted with songs of faith and devotion, of salutation and supplication,
and you will know and be loved.
I will extend my hand in peace to my neighbors, Salam to Muslim, Christian and Jew.
They will swim in the azure river of forgiveness, and know the depth of my trust.
We can live in the peace and love of God, drink from the sustaining water of the world, and know the meaning of life.

6 Replies

  • This is beautiful and I pray for your return and the return of all of Palestine’s children.

  • I will release the smothering anger that comes from the rape of my home, the massacre of blind women.
    The anger chokes us into silence; the Words mean a lot. I’m real (Habaytha) done well

  • this is great mrs. mansour.
    i love it
    the way you worded it…….it touches me
    nice job!

  • I am very impressed by this poem, because it touches my heart as no other.I’m also as proud as ever of you. I will cherish these few lines ,as I cherish Palestine,to the rest of my life. Thank you Fatima, and God bless you.

    Your Loving Dad,
    Taha

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