On the same land
where Jesus opened his eyes
On the same land where he spoke from the lap of Mary
Who lacks the power to speak
Which was still empty with the skill of letters and words
On the same land where Mary's glory was determined by nature
On the same ground where Jesus breathed
On the same land
Where the call to prayer was given
On the same land where the son of Mary again gave life to the dead from the Lord
On the same ground
Where son of Mary blessed the patients with his healing hand
On the same ground
Listen!
O people of Jesus
Listen!
Those who are celebrating the coming of Jesus
Listen!
Hear the explosions, the groans constantly
From this land
Look up and see there is nothing but blood on earth
On the same ground where the dead were brought back to life
On the same ground
Now it is customary to stop the breath of the one who appears to be breathing
There is bomb rain on hospitals
Think for a moment
On this Christian land now
Every Messiah is dead!
The Land Where Jesus Opened His Eyes
A poem by Faroagh ul-Islam about the ground situation in Bethlehem, considered the birthplace of Jesus.
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