
Art by Ben Heine
DAYDREAM
Some say I’m only dreaming, putting meaning in peace meetings
That I believe in all these things that no one else is seeing.
and I feel my heart beating when I hear the voices pleading
scream in bitter agony like a two year old who’s teething
All these fantasies unhealthy like eating empty calories
And it’s hard to see possibilities when planes bomb factories,
Destroy economies and all the hopes inside of me.
All this shit is killing me like clogged pulmonary arteries
And I can’t separate myself from it, see this struggle’s a part of me.
So that explains the pain I’m feeling, why it’s so hard to breathe
And as I step in puddles of blood, my eyes grow watery
Subtly wipe the tears away, and request you to pardon me
‘Cause these constant calamities have made me complicit and compliant
Find myself falling to my knees when I used to stand defiant
It might be a thousand years before all these guns become silent
So I’ll stick to these dreams as a means to free me from the violence
It started before they reported disorder in 1948
Before they cornered three quarters of my people and forced’em to evacuate.
It’s evil.
How one people promised the land of a second people to a third people,
Spurned people to give birth to an absurd people,
a preferred people who transfer people.
Rape and murder people,
ignore world consensus and commit human rights offenses
then hide the evidence, building security fences
claiming self defense while massacring the defenseless.
So I’m patiently waiting for the creation of a sovereign nation
cuz a two-state negotiations is useless if it won’t end the occupation,
So I’m basically wasting my breath on deaf and dumb populations
the situation mishandled, so dismantled like Russian space stations
And I see them change the information to control the debate.
Say my peace is a dream, but it seems I’m the only one who’s awake.
I’m sorry if I’m mistaken, though this situation’s got my knees shakin
I can’t accept the feeling that this whole fuckin’ time.
I was only dreaming.
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