In Palestine, a land of ancient roots,
Where olives trees and history bear fruits,
A story of resistance echoes through the hills,
As a people struggle against oppression and ills.
From Gaza to Jerusalem, the struggle persists,
A fight for freedom, for justice, for rights on a list, Against walls, checkpoints, and occupation, Palestinians stand tall with unwavering determination.
Their homes are demolished, their lands seized, Their voices silenced, their dreams unfreed,
But their spirit remains unbroken and strong,
As they sing of their homeland with a resounding song.
Amidst the rubble and the tears,
A sense of hope still perseveres,
For Palestine will always be a land of pride,
Where love and resistance cannot be denied.
So let us stand with Palestine in solidarity,
And raise our voices for their humanity,
For their struggle is our struggle too,
As we fight for justice and freedom anew
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