There are grapes of wrath
Grapes pf peace
I've tasted these
In Abu Dis.
Who casts a stone
Has lost his way
To the vineyard
Where peace clusters
Ripe for the picking
Through a window of faith
Of love that sees
Beyond the wall
Behind the bars
Prisoners waiting
To be born to light -
A man reaches:
"Taste this offering
from my vine."
Who casts a stone
Has lost his way
To the vineyard
Where peace clusters
Ripe for the picking.
Say "yes" to the hand
Extended in peace
And feast on grapes
Of Abu Dis.
INAAB SALAAM
INAAB ABU DIS
GRAPES OF PEACE.
Choice
After Yasser Arafat's funeral, 11.12.2004
Candles Flowers Soldiers Police =
Ra'is is gone
Will there be
Peace of the brave?
Peace of the grave?
Pick one
He's throwing kisses
He's carrying a gun
A demon a zealot a patriot -
Pick one
Given over to a cause
Lapping up applause
Living frugal
Hoarding cash
Who was he
Egyptian born, Palestinian bred
Imprisoned alive, free at last dead
The torch passed on
Will it scorch the earth
Or light the way?
Ra'is is gone
Long live peace
Long live peace
Long live peace
Prayer for Peace
Shall we meet as descendants of Abraham
Or part as children of Sarah and Hagar?
Behind the feud the One Source
Before the division unity, amity
Again Ishmael and Isaac brothers
Despite their mothers' quarrel
Because of their father's seed
Those who are close quarrel most bitterly!
Let us recover the meeting place within
Let our fates intertwine fruitfully
Amen
Hadassah Haskale haskale@netvision.net.il