Benedict Cumberbatch for TOGETHER FOR PALESTINE
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Please return to the
stage Benedict Cumberbatch
and Amir Haddad to
read upon this ground
From the story of Al-Mahmoud Al-Durwij
and I hope you return
Ruth Ninya
to read the story
of Lambrige by Amr Nazar Zabbi
Plays of Aeschylus
On this land
life is not worth living
the end of September
a woman leaves her
forties ripe with
apricots at the hour
of the sun in prison
a cloud imitating
A swarm of
creatures targets of
the people those
who ascend toward
their goal driven by two names —fear of the
invaders and songs
On this land
there are reasons to live
end of September
a woman departs
the hour of the sun
In prison a
ghost imitates a swarm
of creatures targets
of the people
those who ascend
toward their
goal named by fear
of the invaders
Among the songs on
this earth the one
that truly makes life
worth living the end
of September Lady of
the Earth Mother of
Beginnings Mother of
Endings—she
was called
Palestine became Palestine
my lady
I deserve
because you are
I deserve life
on this land
there are reasons to live
this land
Lady Earth
Mother of Beginnings
Mother of Endings
was called Palestine
will be more than
beginnings
My Lady
You deserve because you
are My Lady
In ignorance
from this land remember
this land
—a brief outline
between ocean and
heat everyone who
was here Hologe
came from the east
Marching with the
force of the engulfing
tide Napoleon advances from the
east while Samson
follows Dalila to the
Gaza station beneath the scorching sun
and 10 000
trains in transit were all
here Linhart
meeting threat
and Taites and
if you
look behind them
You can see King David
still practicing
at the Gaza
station while Taitus burns
the city as Umar ibn Kirtab
Following the
sun between the place between
Gaza station and
Gaza station
they were all
here Farouk
waiting for Joseph
He decides on another dream
soon
Captain Bonchus
and his leader
are searching for someone
to decide on a dream
for the last time
they left their work unfinished
Time ends when the honey
forms and burns like power
they were all here they
all came and
they all left
But they left something burning
in the glass or
hidden beneath a
glass tree in a
city where every
station screams into your nerves
The peak descends
from the sky and
every station here
has a child or a
carpenter each summit
is a place
for a child's sacrifice
or to find guidance
They were all here
They all came
They all left
And we left
We left
The sky
pay attention to every sound they make
and their response
in our Jordan
through play
and in our samples
of suffering
and we are still here
And we know that everything
will come to an end
But this land this
weary path gathers everything—every mercy
of the world
every prayer
of all people every
need of the world every
prayer of all people—
but Devine was always…
Through one voice that people always
open their doors
to give you
avoid
you are welcome
to our camp
with our past
with our anger
As we rise upward
And now music
from the
West African
streets of London—
welcome to
an amazing
soundscape
Aman Jaya