Where should we go after the last border?
Where should the birds fly after the last sky?
Where should the plants sleep after the last breath of air?
We write our names with crimson mist!
We end the hymn with our flesh.
Here we will die. Here, in the final passage.
Here or there, our blood will plant olive trees
-- Mahmoud Darwish
See/hear the late Edward Said speaking on "The Tragedy of Palestine"
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