No Justice; No Peace: (Palestine)

We're less than human in your hateful eyes And you treat us as you did your prophets. We're flowers crushed by your cold steel machines. We're the profound otherness that you deny. We are condemned to a life of servitude. We're your hewers of wood; drawers of water. You only want ‘ peace' on your rigid terms. As you hypnotise the world with your lies. While the real problem screams of injustice. We are a stain on your glorious state. We almost feel that we should apologise, For having the temerity to live here. But it is you who are the occupiers, And it is you who will leave in the end