فلسطينية إلى أخ

.
First, it was written on stone
and then on sand

as the wind blew new signs
we learned to read the sand

but not the wind

So sand we could read
but could not sum: that sand plus wind could make the stone ( perhaps... )

Over this bitter bread I shattered my dreams

Somehow in my heart I miss the "Us"
that We...
could have became...
If We would have not ended up
so badly condemned to each other

if only
that would have ever been possible...
.
Alex Olivera
To my Palestinian brothers