Mustafa Tamimi - RIP
I ran faster. I stopped. The youth I was so used to, the same ones who were always teasing and joking and smoking, were crying. One turned to me and groaned, “His head. His head is split into two!”
http://electronicintifada.net/content/no-miracle-yesterday-nabi-saleh-mu...
Every time the enemy strikes,
I feel the pain deep inside,
Every time a life is taken by a bullet,
I hear my soul as it cries,
Mustafa you are not alone,
You will forever be with us,
Our brother till the death,
Your soul battles on by our side.For you she opens her heart and she cries,
You are the pride of Filasteen,
Your blood blessed her soil,
Your life was lost in her name,
Your courage reflected all that a Palestinian should be,