In olive groves, whispers linger, Beneath the sun, hearts beat stronger.

Through ancient streets, stories unfold, Resilient souls, steadfast and bold.

Amidst the echoes of history's call, Palestinian spirit stands tall.

In every tear, a tale untold, In every dream, a future to behold.

From Gaza's shores to Bethlehem's gate, Their courage, a beacon, never to abate.

In the dance of dusk, hope finds its flight, Palestinian dreams aglow in the night.

With every sunrise, a promise anew, In the heart of Palestine, freedom brews.

In every verse, their voices resound, Palestinian spirit, forever unbound.

© Irtiza