Malam Bersamamu Palestin

Pada 24hb Januari yang lepas, saya bersama-sama dengan sahabat-sahabat yang lain telah pergi ke Wisma MUIS untuk sama-sama menjayakan program Malam Bersamamu Palestin. Program yang dianjurkan oleh JAKIM Sabah dengan kerjasama JAHIENS dan dibantu oleh badan-badan lain seperti Unit Amal itu alhamdulillah mendapat sambutan yang menggalakkan dari pelbagai pihak. Tahniah.

GAME OVER Bukan THE END

“Argh! Kalah lagi!”

Saya hanya tersenyum melihat telatah rakan saya itu. Untuk sekian kalinya dia gagal dalam menyelesaikan misi permainan videonya.

“Berapa kali dah kau main stage tu tak lepas-lepas?” saya bertanya.

Made In Palestine

Even

Nothing is even, even this line
I am writing, even this line I am waiting in,
waiting for permission to enter
the country, the house, the room.
Nothing is even, even now
that laws have been drawn and peace
is discussed on high tables,
and even if all was said to be even
I would not believe for even I know
that nothing is even—not the trees,
the flowers, not the mountains or the shadows…
our nature is not even so why even try to get even
instead let us find an even better place
and call it even.

Jenin

A night without a blanket, a blanket
belonging to someone else, someone
else living in our homes.
All I want is the quietness of blame to leave,
the words from dying tongues to fall,
all I want is to see a row of olive trees,
a field of tulips, to forget
the maze of intestines, the dried corners
of a soldier’s mouth, all I want is for
the small black eyed child to stop
wondering when the fever will stop
the noise will stop, all I want is
a loaf of bread, some water
and help for the stranger’s torn arm,
all I want is what we have inherited
from the doves, a perfect line of white,
but a question still haunts me at night:
where are the bodies?
 

Gaza City

I sit in a gray room on a bed with a gray blanket
and wait for the muezzin to stand up.
The chants enter my window and I think of all
those men and women bowing in prayer, fear escaping
them at every stroke, a new sadness entering
their spirit as their children line up in the streets
like prisoners in a death camp.
I walk towards the broken window

my head slightly slanted and try to catch a glimpse
of the city of spirits—those killed
who pass through the narrow opening of their tombs.
My hands and the side of my right face
against the cold wall, I hide like a slut, ashamed.
I pull the collar of my light blue robe so hard
it tears, one side hanging as everyone’s lives hang here.
My fingers sink deep into my flesh,
I scratch myself, three lines scar my chests,
three faiths pound in my head and I wonder
if God is buried in the rubble. Every house is a prison,
every room a dog cage. Debke is no longer part of life,
only funerals are. Gaza is pregnant
with people and no one helps with the labor.
There are no streets, no hospitals, no schools,
no airport, no air to breathe.
And here I am in a room behind a window,
helpless, useless.

In America, I would be watching television
listening to CNN saying the Israelis demand,
terrorism must stop. Here all I see is inflicted terror,
children who no longer know they are children.
Milosevic is put on trail, but what about Sharon?
I finally get dressed, stand directly in front of the window
and choke on my spit as the gun shots start,
the F-16 fighter jets pass in their daily routine.

Wajah Kanak-Kanak Gaza

Gaza Bakal Lenyap Dari Peta Dunia

Kelmarin, tentera Israel mula menggugurkan ribuan surat amaran kepada penduduk Gaza. Mesej yang terkandung dalam surat amaran itu berbunyi begini :

Kepada semua penduduk Gaza, sila tinggalkan bumi Gaza jika mahu selamat.

Dalam masa yang sama, tentera Israel sudah bersiap sedia untuk menyerang Gaza melalui jalan darat. Ribuan kereta kebal dan askar Israel sedang menanti arahan seterusnya daripada pemimpin mereka.

Qaradawi: Muslim Ummah is duty-bound to defend Gaza

Prominent Muslim scholar Sheikh Yousef Al-Qaradawi has affirmed Friday that the Muslim Ummah from Morocco to Indonesia was duty-bound to defend the Gaza Strip, and to protect Muslim lands from the enemies.