Breathing Under Water

Stop!

Move back!

I’m a child.

Drop your bat.

 

Enough with the beating;

Enough with the swearing.

 

You dragged me from my bed,

You kept me in a dirty cell,

You broke my fingers,

You beat my arms,

You sprinkled my ankle,

And tore my heart.

 

You locked me up

In a small grave,

Made me smell your horrible breaths,

Made me eat what dogs would hate,

Made the dogs eat me instead.

Stop!

 

I am a fourteen year old;

You know no mercy,

You are ice cold.

 

You slap me 10 times per hour,

And show me you got strength and you got power,

And leave me in the dark for days:

With no food, no light, no moon, no stars, no sparkles, no air;

You wish to turn me to a savage.

 

And yet lying on the floor:

Covered in blood

In your cells

I am the winner:

For no matter what you do,

It is my land, I am a Palestinian.

Because at the end of the day,

You are the oppressor,

You are the criminal,

And I am a fourteen year old Palestinian.

Whether you like it or not

I WIN.

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