The  Wall.. by  Robert  Eunson.
This is the place where dove's are nailed to stone..
Where the words we exist to resist, are written on the wall and where the spray can is mightier than the sword.
The year's of endless suffering..the check points..the land grab.the ilegal settlements.
The fear on both sides..The hate on both sides .The death on both sides.             
The innocent sky is defiled by F16 death machines, while below a Palestinian woman creates a garden...planting flowers, in the spent shells of tear gas grenades.
Tanks are smashed by butterfly wings..
We sing songs that make the bullet's melt..
Holding onto children's balloons, we float high above the wall..
You love your children,your mother's,your father's,your sister's,your brother's,your lover's as we do.
 So why should we hate each other ? 
Why can't we share the land ?
But this is the place where dove's are nailed to stone..
But history tell's us, that a wall built against the human spirt will not stand forever.
Our heartfelt dream's of a peaceful life..Our daily struggle and strife..
Our hope's,humanity and love..Our prayer's and tears of blood..
Will in the end dissolve this stone...and the walls will fall and turn back 
to dust and peace will return to this sacred land.