I Am An Arab

[Munir]

I am an Arab

All I have is my past

More killings in Gaza

And in Basorah another blast

I’m a martyr

A widow, an orphan

I’m your man to label a terrorist

And in your world an outcast

I’m Ahmed’s chopped leg

I’m Aisha’s baby smashed head

Son of the desert

I was born to be lost in religion

Never read or wrote a word

I know twenty Hizb by heart

So poor and hungry

From my desert I ate stones and sand

Not mad at my destiny though

Stubborn, I always pray to Allah and fast

For I know when the world ends

My Allah will last

I was with Him one night

When they came for the Land

They brought their big guns and mighty planes

They started s*e*ling my tent

And killed my twelve children and my wife

But to them I said no

They killed me

And I still said no

My soul is a savage rebel

But that they wouldn’t know

So let there be more blood
Let there be eternal Jihad