THE
ANGER OF THE ROCK
By Yusra Al-Ayoubi |
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Nostalgic Poems The Anger of the Rock |
THE ANGER OF
THE ROCK
They said the Rock is hanging Between the earth and sky. Full of curiosity I wanted to see The miracle of ancient times. I was but a child Of ten years old When I entered the Mosque for the first time, But my hope soon vanished when I saw A building with a dome, With nothing to inflame imagination. But when I was ripe enough to know Symbols behind the miraculous, I found the Rock hanging Between the earth and sky To express the ambition of man,
When I saw for the first time Jews wailing by their sacred wall, Folding papers on which wrote their vocations, I laughed heartily with the kids around me. How much the scene seemed ridiculous to me! I sympathized the historic nation Who suffered too much. In my innocent heart I said Let us live together,
But the ambition of the Wailing Wall was great The vocations inserted will not satiate But to drive out my people rooted in the land To ruin the Rock, building and dome The craving of man for eternal home Of peace, justice and freedom The ambitious people wanted a state All for their own discarding the fate Of those who were for ever there Deeper their roots, older the bones Of their ancestors peacefully buried Armed with aggressors' paws You transgressed all natural laws But if that be all, you'll never be given the right To impose that on the people by fight It gives you no other title than what force Gives the stronger over the weaker within a course
Emerged as a nation from slavery Your freedom was so dear to Thee Having a mission, a sacred mission For such an aim you were chosen But now nothing you have but ambition Foreign invaders with malignant plans To encroach upon others' wealth and land When I saw the four hundred banished From their cozy homes forced out Lonely, hungry, left to the cruel nature Freezing in the snow A very known face to me Glittered under the camera flash Sad, hopeless, carrying the heavy sorrow Of a bleeding heart For a son in his eighteens By usurpers fell near the Rock I cried in despair Wah Saladdin! Didn't you shudder To see such injustice done? Didn't your bones crack Longing for resurrection To stand up once again in pride Full-fleshed, pious, angry, brave Determined to liberate The land from Satans of the time? The Rock is angry Saladdin The light extinguished, truth expelled God is driven out of the Rock.
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