[ Bismillah ] My Al_Quds (Jerusalem)    



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 This page is dedicated to the city of Al-Quds
(Jerusalem), which I love most. Whenever I see, or hear anything
concerning it, I cry with pain almost killing me, Al-Quds which 
has been stolen from us ever since 1967, we all love so much, 
and waiting for the day in which it will be liberated. The city, 
which we all arabs are now forbidden to enter. Al-Quds (our Holy 
City), known as Jerusalem ... 

  Now, and after so many years, ever since it was fully stolen 
and occupied. our beloved Al-Quds (Jerusalem), which is suppose 
to filled with love and peace, is still under heavy occupation, 
filled with terror and hate. As ever, Al-Quds is always patient 
with the occupation terror, as it did during the previous eras. 
Jerusalem is waiting for Arabs, muslims and christians, to 
liberate it. 

  It will always be in our hearts, no matter what they say or 
do, the city is ours and will always be for ever. I am fully 
confident, that a day will come, and it will free itself from 
darkness, and lead us to hope, freedome and sunshine. It is 
suffering now with patience, as our brothers and sisters, who 
are at the moment living in it. Who are blowing its pain away, 
reviving its spirits, keeping its hopes and inspirations up. 
Screaming thier heads off, till a day, this scream reaches 
sleeping Arabs and Muslims, till they wake up. Just like that 
scream of the woman, who called for "Wa-Mua'tesemah". There will 
be some one who could hear. We will dust the dusty blared eyes, 
to realize that it is not worth living, without honour and 
degnity, niether worth it without Al_Quds. We will see the at 
end of this immposed dark tunnel, then we will see the roads to 
Al-Quds are open, and if not, it will be opened. 

  Its Arab inhabitants continue to suffer. Israel continues to 
confiscate thier lands inorder to build more and more 
settlements, in and around Al_quds, so as to change the 
characteristics and identity of the city, and by God's willing, 
they will fail.  

  The city is still closed to other Arabs from the West Bank 
areas. Israel continues to deny entry to too many people, who 
are living and should be living in Al_Quds. People who were born 
in Al_Quds, and are now living elsewhere (displaced).  

  Now, and after so many years, that song of Fayruz is more true 
than ever ... 

  It is called "Zahrat al-Mada'en", the flower of all cities.
 [The translation of the song is mine] 

"For your sake, city of prayer -- I pray. 
 For your sake, most splendid of homes, 
                flower of all cities, 
                O Holy, Holy, Holy, 
                City of prayer     -- I pray. 
 Our eyes depart to you every day, 
   depart every day.	 
 Wandering in the chambers of temples, 
 Embracing the ancient churches, 
 Wiping away the sadness from the mosques. 
 O Night of the Journey, 
 The path of those who went to heaven. 
 Our eyes depart to you every day,  
   and I pray. 
 The baby in the manger, and his mother Mary, 
   Two faces crying. 
 The baby in the manger, and his mother Mary, 
   Two faces crying.  
 Crying, 
 For the sake of those who were exiled,
 For the sake of children without shelter, 
 For the sake of whoever was martyred, 
   Defending its gates. 
 Peace was martyred in the Land of Peace, 
 And Justice was defeated at its gates. 

 When the Holy City collapsed, 
 Love retreated, 
 And in the hearts of the world, 

 War settled. 

 The baby in the manger, and his mother Mary, 
   Two faces crying! 
   And I pray. 

 The Divine Wrath, is coming!  
 The Divine Wrath, is coming! 
 The Divine wrath, is coming -- and I am full of faith. 
 The Divine wrath, is coming -- and I will survive my sadness. 
 From every way, He's coming! 

 On fearsome horses, He's coming!  
 With God's magnificent face. 
 Our city's gate will not be closed, 
 For I am going to pray. 
 I will knock on the gates,
 And I will open these gates.

 And you, Jordan River, 
 Will flow with the Holy waters,
 And you, Jordan river, 
 Will erase the barbarian footprints. 

 The Divine Wrath, is coming!  
 On fearsome horses, He's coming! 
 And he will defeat the face of power. 

 The house is ours, and al-Quds is ours. 
 The house is ours, and al-Quds is ours.
 And with our hands, we'll restore its splendor. 
  With our hands... 
                     Peace for al-Quds
                                        Is coming!
   Peace for al-Quds is coming ..."


Jerusalem needs our help.


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