The earth yields its fruit,
Defying siege and hunger,
Defying the occupation.
Tomatoes sprout,
Peppers and eggplants,
Despite cut-off water,
Despite forbidden shells.
Mint and basil’s fragrance wafts,
The scent of homeland
In the land of peace.
Despite the tents’ heat,
Children’s displacement,
And loss of dreams,
The earth yields its fruits,
Feeding its children,
North and south,
Refusing starvation.
Nour Khalil Abu Shammala
palestine group (npub1zxn…0kqm)
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