Israel and the ‘poetic terrorism’!

dareenOn Tuesday, the Jewish voice for Peace posted an open letter in support of Israel-Palestinian 34-year-old female poetess Dareen Tatour who has been in several Israeli jails and under house arrest since October 2015 for posting a poem,  Resist, My People, Resist Them, in Arabic on her Facebook page.

The open letter is signed by 150 renowned writer, poets, editors, translators, human rights activists including several Nobel laureates who have condemned the Zionist regime for not allowing Dareen Tatour her rights to ‘freedom of speech’ which Netanyahu never stop lying about.

Dareen Tatour, as a photographer had been victim of Jewish police for years. In 2008, she was wounded when police and Jewish settlers attacked the March of Return from Nazereth to the ethnically-cleansed Palestinian village Saffuriya in north of Israel.

Dareen Tatour wrote Resist, My People, Resist Them in response to the shooting of Israa Abed, a Palestinian mother of three and post-graduate engineering student from Nazereth. She was shot by Jewish soldiers in Afula’s central bus station on her way from university on October 9, 2015. Tatour, according to Israeli police, posted Abed’s photo and wrote: I will be the next martyr.

Israa Abed recovered and Israeli police decided not to charge her for being a Muslim saboteur.

Tatour’s poem which Israeli police called an incitement to terrorism is translated from Arabic to English by another Palestinian poet Tariq al Haydar below.

Resist, my people, resist them.

In Jerusalem, I dressed my wounds and breathed my sorrows

And carried the soul in my palm

For an Arab Palestine.

I will not succumb to the “peaceful solution,”

Never lower my flags

Until I evict them from my land.

I cast them aside for a coming time.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist the settler’s robbery

And follow the caravan of martyrs.

Shred the disgraceful constitution

Which imposed degradation and humiliation

And deterred us from restoring justice.

They burned blameless children;

As for Hadil, they sniped her in public,

Killed her in broad daylight.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist the colonialist’s onslaught.

Pay no mind to his agents among us

Who chain us with the peaceful illusion.

Do not fear doubtful tongues;

The truth in your heart is stronger,

As long as you resist in a land

That has lived through raids and victory.

So Ali called from his grave:

Resist, my rebellious people.

Write me as prose on the agarwood;

My remains have you as a response.

Resist, my people, resist them.

Resist, my people, resist them.

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