LONESOME WITHOUT YOU

I read a short article about one kind of sea crabs that they usually roam the bottom of the oceans and building their houses as they go. They may scavenge shells and items to add to their houses to camouflage themselves from predators and bushwhack their prey.  Somehow, no matter how far they travel, they always find their way back to the same spot in which they were hatched from their eggs and die there. I thought about these little creatures and how their genes are programmed to behave the way they do.  I believe this trait is not unique to the sea crabs, but also engraved in human genes.  This trait however is quite obvious in case of Palestinians. We always go back whether physically, mentally, or both.  After I read the story of the sea crabs, I wrote the following lines.

I am afraid things have changed
Since I left you so pure and pristine
Hijacked and abducted
by swindlers, charlatans, and worshippers of Halloween
Surrendered by our snitches, kings, and queers
I become a synonymous to your name
Pulling my hair
Regretting for deserting your valleys, hills, and ravines
Hoping to see a glimpse of Yageen
Before my eye dries up and disappears
Still too many thousand miles for me to go
Lonesome without thinking of you

Omar Manasreh
31 January 2013