Elegy for a Young Stone Thrower

Olives and Popies copyright Khairat Al-Saleh

I wrote this poem several years ago. It is about the death of a child of Palestine. Many children died during the Intifada and many children died recently in Gaza. I think our genes are programmed to protect children and not to accept their death. I am dreaming of a day when the Palestinian children will have the chance to grow up normally like all other children, to laugh and play and watch children's TV, as they ehave xpressed so eloquently during the war.

I died in fair Jerusalem this spring, mother

I took a great leap not knowing I could Jump so high

Aiming my stones at that terrible darkness

Which crept too close to the ancient walls, mother

Too close to the hallowed groves

O too too close to the golden dome.

The light went out for a moment

Then I was lifted to the orchard of God.

Don't cry for me, mother

I felt your warm breath on my brow

In my hair

As my heart exploded in the crimson space

Hurling rivulets of anemones into the air.

But I rose in peace

And a voice cried

Behold, Christ has risen.

For the first time in my life, mother

I can hear the luminous song of the olives

For they do hum and sway with ancient murmurings,

And the earth, mother

The earth which they have taken away from us

Feels vibrant and soft as it digs down my roots

Through years far far beyond my years

Years I have never learnt how to count.

O mother, ecstasy fills my heart for I am so ancient

With the ancientness of this beloved earth.

I can sleep and dream now.

I died in fair Jerusalem at the intersection of two springs

To live, mother, for once to live in a freedom

Which the shadow of the gun will not desecrate.

I was born to a lost inheritance, mother

My orphaned soil hanging like a curse around my neck.

I was born the despised

The dispossessed

The outcast.

Had I known that a stone throw

Was all that stood between me and my birthright

I would have taken the high leap

Even before I had learnt how to walk

I feel proud mother, and when I walk,

I glide like a queen.

I hear the laughter of numerous children

in the regal olives chanting

Peace Peace Peace

And at dawn mother

Of every undying morning

I join the choir of the ringed doves

To weave a song of my longing

Around the golden Dome.

Don't cry for me mother

For I am content

I am at home.

But if you need to know where to find me

It must be in the spring mother

It must be among the red anemones and poppies

And it must be when all the guns are silent

Poem by Khairat Al-Saleh

Dedicated to the Children of Gaza

Cosmic(detail), by Khairat Al-Saleh

Petals, By Firas El-Saleh

I know that in the spring of the year they shall rise in the sap
I know that in the small reds of the anemonies they shall sink into the rising sun

The Children of Gaza and the Security of Israel

I am still devastated by what took place in Gaza. 440 children or more died in Gaza, as the latest statistics tell us. I am not sure about the number of children who will never recover from their injuries or will be disabled for life. Of the disabled, many will live with amputated limbs.  Think of the impossible burdens their families, most of them poor, will have to carry for years to come. Limbless in Gaza. I do not know about you but I am bearing witness still. On the eve of the war, my prophetic soul knew about the horror that was to be. As an artist, I  knew that I was going to be tested by fire. And when hell opened its gaping gates I went through, in my mind's eye, in order to pass to the other side. I thought, may be naively, that I shall kneel by the dying children and hush them into sleep and peace

 

. Israel screams that they were killed by Hamas and Hamas says it was the brutal invasion of Israel which sent them to their graves. Israel also says, in the way of justification, about the bombing of the UNRWA school which killed about 40 people, that the children of Hamas were sheltering in the school! 

 

 It was man's inhumanity to man that killed them. the utter futility and barbarism of a war launched to crush and teach obedience. The bankruptcy of all our shameful human Endeavour gapes at us. In the games of power and dominance and the desire to have all, the blind egoism of the victor and the self centeredness of a people who want to live in peace, prosperity and comfort, deafening their ears and hardening their hearts, in their attempt to block out the rights, the plight and the absolute despair of the people they sinned against, they  who stand all around them, gazing with infinite sorrow at the land that was theirs. Deprivation, hunger and need stare them in the eye but they see nothing except that their protective psychological and mental armour is being compromised. It is a fight for survival that only accept one solution, the demise of the Palestinians in various ways, all acceptable, all justified.  What about live and let live. What about, they are like us, they breathe, they feel, they dream.  What about the notions of mercy, compassion, justice, equality and fair play. Those children need not have died such horrific deaths were it not that Israel's  bigotry, its falsification of history and facts, in addition to the  complicity of the world powers, were the main weapons that spelled death to them and destruction to their city.

 

As hard as I try, I do not seem to begin to understand what is meant by Israel's security. In the name of Israel's security, the Palestinians of the West Bank and Gaza are herded into reservations. Like the Red Indians of old, the Gazans are denied their sources of food and subjected to hunger. What is this security that kills, crushes and ruthlessly treads on the rights of those who do not belong to the chosen ? What mystifies me more is that the theme of the security of Israel has become a sort of litany that America and the West never tire of repeating. It so happens that the security of Israel, among other things. is just a euphemism for the mutual interests that bind Israel and the big powers in the clutches of a grip that, for better or worse, does not relent. Thus the security of Israel has become a monstrous concept that stands for the worst of Israel's creeds as well as the worst of the US and the West's disintegrating imperial practices. The security of Israel is a pathetic remnant of a vanishing tradition of domination. It is not only obsolete but obscene. No where in the world is there a country that holds another in bondage for what seems an eternity with the sanction of the main civilized and free countries of the world, but in Israel. Can't anybody put me out of my misery and explain it to me? Moreover,can anybody tell me as well why the subjugated occupied party should accept this travesty nicely and not spoil the fun by objecting to it? All reasoning, all logic, all ethics and all justice fail when it comes to the security of Israel.

World Court of Conscience

I was trying to sleep last night but I kept seeing in my mind's eye the ghostly procession of Gaza's dead children.  Perhaps I am also a casualty of the Gaza war, like many others who watched the war on Gaza on Al-Jazeera.  I cannot let go. The images of what befell them keep invading my very being. I might forget the women the men, the old folk but I cannot forget the children. Why? The answers are many but paramount among them is that, like in many other cases in the Occupied Territories and all over the world, especially Africa,  the killers are going to escape justice.The giant world media will see to it that Israel will emerge whiter than white, fully vindicated or forgiven should any blame be attached to it. Look at the tears Olmert and his entourage are shedding for the victims of the war in Gaza. Doesn't it break your heart?

 

The problem is that the handkerchief he is holding to dry up his tears is dripping blood. Never the less we are asked to suspend belief and listen to his verdict.  It was the Hamas.  It was the Hamas who butchered the children, burnt Gaza and leveled its districts to the ground. This gets me worried indeed but what gets me even more worried is the way some of the big European countries are behaving. What defies understanding even the most pragmatic forms of it is the manner with which they are conducting themselves. They seem to have enlisted themselves in the Israeli defense forces. Gaza's blockade by land is not enough.  Now it is going to be blockaded by sea. O the tunnels, the tunnels. The tunnels which mainly brought food, medicines, live stock, clothing, and served as Gaza's windows on the world because of the closure of the crossings, the tunnels have emerged on our world stage as a weapon of mass destruction deserving the attention of the most sophisticated navies in the world and the latest cry in the-state-of-the-arts surveillance equipment. Gaza is  going to be a Warsaw Ghetto indeed. And they say they are going to rebuild Gaza.

 

Are they going to build a nicer and a more modern prison?  Is the prison of Gaza going to be the pride of the free world? A prison is a prison and not all the cosmetics of the world are going to sweeten and beautify its confines. And this Gaza they are besieging, where is it, how gigantic are its proportions and size.  I advise you not to try to locate it on the world map. You will not find it with the naked eye.

 

In view of all this I have very little hope that the International Court of Justice and the UN Human Rights Organizations and all the other official world legal bodies will condemn  Israel for the war crimes it committed in Gaza. War crimes?  What war crimes? The most virtuous army of Israel, according to Olmert  does not commit crimes. The Israeli government is preparing the defense for the soldiers and officers who were ordered to Gaza purely as an exercise in procedure.

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No army in the world can be described as virtuous. In the very training of soldiers brutality is almost a requirement. Only it is expected from regular armies to abide by the Geneva conventions for the very reason that the beast in the human nature, usually released by bloodshed, should come under control and be restrained. I am not going to retell the tale of the savage bombardment of Gaza. Nor Am I going to be engaged in the description of the terrible destruction of land, tree and farm. I am also leaving aside the barbarous annihilation of entire districts and the assassination of a city. But I am not letting go of the murdered children.

 

When finally the Israeli soldiers left their armoured tanks and advanced on the suburbs of Gaza, adjacent to the countryside, one of the darkest chapters in the history of warfare was etched on the memory of the surviving Palestinian children, in particular. Almost hidden by a canopy of weapons.they penetrated the broken shattered houses in which the civilians huddled together, defenseless, hungry and cold or wounded by the bombardment. What they did exactly we shall never know   in many parts. A team of forensic experts might unravel some of the facts.There are no such teams in Gaza.

 

The corpses of some of the dead children and the bodies of some of those who were saved  carried evidence of bullets, shot wounds aimed at the chest , the legs and arms. I shall never forget the gaping holes in the chests of two small children aged between two and three.  Their father, a simple farmer kept showing them to the people around him in the hospital and screaming, why kill my babies? His words were slurred and impaired. He was almost incoherent. I do not believe he will ever recover from the shock. From about three years old to fourteen years old, the surviving children told the same terrible story of executions, murder and barbarous ruthlessness committed amidst peals of laughter and sick jokes.

 

Therefore I ask , shall we let go or try to bring the perpetrators to justice? If they escape justice sooner or later the killer soldiers will end in mental or psychiatric hospitals. If not, they will condemn themselves to a life of remorse, haunted by their dark deeds.  Most likely,  n their remaining lives they will behave like psychopaths.

 

While the International experts are looking for evidence of war crimes in Gaza and endlessly debating, the nature, the facts or lack of facts, the reliability or lack of reliability of evidence, the applicability of the Geneva Conventions or the inapplicability, while they are looking for clues for war crimes under the most evident crime of all: the wanton and unnecessary destruction of Gaza and the lives of its civilians,  the souls of the dead children of Gaza roam the nights unappeased.  Their shades will haunt our failings. our bias, our convenient pragmatism  and our, at the end of the day, indifference. Our colonial heritage is mightier than our humanity ( this is my British side speaking). the scapegoat will remain the scapegoat goat. The choice is simple. Israel at any cost. Israel is always innocent until found innocent. The many people like Tony Ben, one of the last Knights of the Round Table, will not be listened to.

 

Since there is very little hope that Israel will be made accountable by any International law and human rights organizations, since there is very little hope that the International Court of Justice will be anything but selective in the way it dispenses justice, and since its selectivity is governed by the world powers, we should feel obliged to look for an alternative. A world Court of Conscience. What has given me the idea is that about 250 legal prosecuting forums and groups at the moment are preparing evidence against Israel in order to present to the International legal and human rights authorities. They have vowed not to rest until justice is done, now or even in 60 years time or more . This and The Prisoners of Conscience Organization made me think that we should bring into being the proposed World Court of Conscience. The presiding members of such a court will not come from politicians or politically manipulated members but from humanitarians, writers, artists, lawyers, magistrates,law makers,doctors, nursed and medics, philosophers, intellectuals and individuals whose services to mankind are recognized. Its judgments of conscience cannot be enforced legally but they will have moral authority and the spiritual might of the universal values and rights of mankind. Another dream. Perhaps.  But something is already in the making.

Letter to Obama

As I listened to Obama's inauguration speech yesterday. like millions and millions of people all over the world,a tiny spark of hope invaded my gloom. Do I dare hope ? Do we dare hope? Do I dare dream? Do we dare dream? For we all have a dream. We have a dream that there will be more justice and less suffering. That we shall all be made accountable equally. That we are all, we who are alive, shall walk in peace and raise our children in peace and when we are old have shelters above our heads. But why do we dare now when we could not before, during the murky years of Bush's administration? Perhaps there is something in the character of the man that has awakened in us visions of All men are equal.. And perhaps the impossible vision of all nations are equal and no nation is above the law no matter how mighty and great. Something in the earnest eloquent spirit of the man is saying to us, it might be, it just might be that a great leader of mankind is in the making. The moral bankruptcy of our world is so dire that there is a terribly sad dearth of leaders of vision and message. Obama, the fiber of your voice carries moral authority, Is this the moral authority of the island or of the continent.

I know that I speak a as a poet and as an artist. I know that I lack political schooling and grooming. I know that I am naive and in the game of power my voice does not count. Never the less I believe in goodness, wholesomeness, honour, generosity, speaking up for those who cannot speak for themselves, defending the weak, and most of all I believe in love and life. Will this entitle me to be heard, entitles me to send an open letter to you Mr. President? You declared, We reject as false the choice between our safety and ideals.. But what is the definition of ideals? Are they the universal ideals of mankind. I reiterate, are they the ideals of the island or the ideals of the continent No man is an island, entire of itself, every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main...

You have inherited a bitter legacy indeed. A world at war in many of its parts, a world where many poor and torn countries walk in the darkness inflicted upon them by the mighty,a world whose wealth has been squandered and economy sabotaged by avarice and greed. Yours is the legacy bequeathed by an unrelenting ruthless administration which reeked havoc on a global scale and sawed the seeds of devastation and division, preaching the morality of shame. A network of terrible violence and hatred did come into being because a great nation and its fellow big powers failed to address the roots of violence and to acknowledge the old festering wrongs and wounds. When the greatest powers of the world fail to heal the results are famine, hunger, disease, massacres, wars and blind insane destruction.

Mr. President, I quote you, the time has come to...chose our better history...the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness. These words which are derived from the Bill of Rights are noble in sentiment and premise. Only they should not apply exclusively to America and the Western world. There is a whole world outside which is hungry for justice and clamoring for happiness. You went on to say, Know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity. Do we dare hope that all this we can do. And all this we will do.

While writing this letter and quoting your beautiful words, I was thinking of the holocaust of Gaza and the endless tragedy of the Palestinian people. There are many Gazas in the world and they deserve addressing as well, but this is the Gaza I know at first hand. The war of Gaza Israel fought under the very eyes of the world. Previously the crimes Israel had committed against the Palestinian people remained largely hidden from the world, and willfully hidden by the Western world. This war was launched against a hungry besieged disinherited people amidst the global propaganda of the exclusive right of Israel to defend itself It seems to have been taken for granted that the Palestinians never had and will never have the right of self defense. The dreaded word terrorism will for always apply to any attempt by this hapless nation to defend itself and its land. Palestine, hitherto just an impossible and a vague concept in the logic of world powers, is not a respectable member of the UN. Any attempt at armed struggle is totally prohibited. Only Israel has the divine right to slaughter indiscriminately.

And Israel obliged in the most spectacular and incredible fashion. For days the skies of Gaza remained ablaze with uranium, phosphorus and dime explosions. Israel gets 90 per cent of its weapons from the US. for weeks the skies rained severed limbs, blasted vital organs and cancer to come on the helpless people of Gaza, especially the children. On the ground the tragedy was even more grotesque. As the army advanced, the people were rounded up, terrorized, driven from one spot to another and shot deliberately. The children were specially targeted. The wounded were left to bleed to death and when others beseeched and begged for mercy they were also silenced. In many cases the citizens were ordered out so that their houses can be looted in peace. Having finished their bloody deeds, the army then flattened the houses and demolished them. Those who remained behind in the broken homes stayed with the corpses of their relatives for days. Children and infants wailed and screamed but they were left to die of hunger and horrific injuries. Those who crawled out to safety on their hands and knees were shot at and hailed with ridicule and cruel humor.The ambulance men and medics were prevented from reaching them again and again. DEATH IN ITS MOST TERRIFIC FORMS OVERTOOK THEM. When the medics eventually reached them their corpses were decomposed beyond recognition. The corpses of children were devoured by the dogs. All that happened and was documented. The story was mostly revealed by the surviving children who in the telling were witnessing again and again the horror inflected upon them. Will they ever emerge from this nightmare, from the deadly confines of their memories? This is not only sick. It is insanely pathological. How can the soldiers who committed these crimes live with themselves. Will Israel try them? Will any International court of justice dare to try them? The Palestinians have a sort of a government in the occupied West Bank. This government is either too intimidated or too governed by self interest and the desire to play a role on the world stage to have the courage to prosecute the Israelis in the International Court of Justice for the war crimes committed in Gaza . But the crimes committed in Gaza under the very eye of the world should not be assigned to oblivion for political expediency. A man of your moral stature Mr. President cannot permit this to happen. The Palestinians are a people without a state therefore the so-called free governments of the world should take up their case and seek justice for them instead of receiving and embracing in public one of the perpetrators of this heinous crime. We ask for one law for all. Black and white, Christian and Muslim, Hindu and Jew One law for Palestine and Israel.

What is needed is the rule of law, applied indiscriminately to all. No country in the world should be above the law. Israel broke almost all the resolutions of the UN. Israel can act with total impunity. It was never prosecuted for any crime. The Us and the Western world have given Israel a special status in the world community. Israel is above the law. Israel can murder and wage lethal wars with unquestionable immunity. Israel can rewrite every code of behavior and every law in order to serve the people of Israel at the expense of their victims, the Palestinians. Israel can turn a whole nation into beggars and steal their land, flatten their villages and cities, almost starve them to death with unquestionable righteousness. Let the world tell the maimed children whom Israel has left behind that they have no rights because Israel dictates their fate and the universal laws do not apply to them..Was all this ruthless destruction wrought upon a defenseless people, was it fought in order to ensure the security of Israel? Why can't Israel understand that the only security it can ever dream of will only come thought justice to the Palestinian people. All the prisons and ghettos, all the wars and dearth dealt to its victims will not ensure the safety of its people. The walls it is building to shut the Palestinians out are the same walls that are shutting it in inside a huge ghetto of its own making. The Jewish people fought so hard in order to free themselves from the ghettos of Europe only to end in the ghetto of Israel, The walls Israel is still building will not last for ever and its friends will not be there for all eternity. If Israel continues to tread the road to perdition, I promise you that The US and the world's Jewish People will one day feel obliged to confront Israel and bring it into the fold of world justice and jurisdiction.

Mr. President I am not asking you to love Israel less but to love it more. Israel needs to be saved from itself. Israel needs to know that all are accountable and no crime is exempt. Israel needs a lesson in humility and a lesson in humanity. A lesson in justice and a lesson in responsibility. A lesson in universal morality and a lesson in coexistence. A lesson in seeking the truth not fabricating it. Israel has the right to defend itself so does every nation in the world. So do the Palestinians. Why do we never hear that a beleaguered occupied besieged nation is also entitled to defend itself against tyranny, continuous violence and aggression? See what happened in Gaza. The defenseless were slaughtered and their city wantonly demolished and destroyed. They could not face might with might. Their meager defenses failed utterly failed. Did the world powers try to defend Gaza, try to stop the senseless bloodbath until it was too late? For three weeks Gaza was pounded with the most sophisticated weapons of mass destruction while the great custodians of world morality stood and waited. No city any where in the world should embrace the terrible fate of Gaza and its children. Why was the war conducted against the women, children, old men , the land, the hospitals, the schools, the mosques, the infra structure of sustaining life. the UN establishments? Why were the combatants not the sole target? The war did not damage them.It did the children It did their mothers. May be the combatants were never the true target. We have lived to see this. Help us Mr. President not to see this repeated for our cup of suffering is full and our souls yearn for jubilation not lamentation. No more lamentation.

Yes, Mr. President your burden is almost unbearable. You are reaping a harvest of conflicts and terrible suffering all over the world. It is too much for one man, too shattering. too unbearable. Naturally charity starts at home. But the people of Gaza must be saved now. Every passing moment is making it too late. In Gaza the clock of annihilation is kicking. Those who were not killed by war are being killed by peace and inaccessibility. The war of the crossings is raging unabated.

If a Palestinian state comes into being with your help, this state should be inviolate and sovereign.A land of opportunity where the Palestinians can engage in the pursuit of happiness and stand tall and equal. It should be the country of the free not the country of the paupers and the deprived. A country that Israel will not invade and overrun when it fancies.A country where the Palestinian children can sing and play and engage in childish things A country defended and guarded by the world community and protected by the good will of the freedom and justice loving peoples of the world All this we say to you Mr. President For we have a dream Mr. President. The dream of a great man made it possible for you to become the President of the US and perhaps a dream not a nightmare will bring Palestine into being. A great poet once said that in dreams starts reality.

Mister president, the Palestinians have a dream that one day freedom will ring from one hilltop to another, from their villages, from their earth and from their skies, that freedom will ring from their sacred olive groves, that freedom will ring from the ruins of Gaza to the Dome of the rock They have a dream that they will no longer live in ghettos and slums, that somehow this situation can and will be changed., that they will not wallow in the valley of despair for ever. They have a dream.

Will it one day be said of you, a good man walked among us and we and our world are the better for it.

Tell my moon to rise and let me be laid instead

A simple Palestinian country woman bent over her youthful dead daughter at the hospital, keening:

 

Let the moon rise and let me be laid instead

Rise my moon rise

 

This simple lament pierced my heart. It drew my attention to what the mourners were saying. Many of them were simple folk and hard working countrymen and women who lived tuned to the land and the seasons. The death of their children, sometimes all of them, or relatives and the death of their orchards, trees and animals left them bereft beyond consolation and beyond redemption. The old folk in particular who were left behind wailed their toothless grief bending helplessly and pitifully over the shattered heaps of their flattened unrecognizable homes. In some cases entire families and extended families were wiped out, 4-30 members.

 

         The Lament of the Bereaved Old Men and Women

of Gaza

 

 

They killed my sons

They killed my daughters

Where Shall I go

Weinarouh

 

They killed my sisters

They killed my brothers

Where Shall  I go

Wenarouh

 

They wrecked my home

They destroyed my shelter

Where shall I go

Werinarouh

 

They burnt my olives

They blazed my orchard

Where shall I go

Weinarouh

 

They killed my donkey

They blasted my chickens

Where shall I go

Weinarouh

 

I am homeless

I am landless

Where shall I go

Weinarouh

 

Who will open their door for me

They have no doors

They have no windows

Where shall I go

Weinarouh

 

When I am laid in earth

They tell the world Israel acted in self defense. the almost defenseless Gazans fell in hundreds and Gaza was savagely destroyed yet Israel was defending itself. The super powers scrambled rushing to the scene of carnage in the wake of Israel's day of butchery during which every possible and impossible war crime was committed under the very eyes of a shocked world, they dashed to show solidarity with the murderers and ensure that the Gazans will never be armed again, never have even the most primitive means  to defend themselves so that they can be butchered quietly, without causing headaches to the free civilized world.  Only Israel has the right of self defense. How dare they let the hyena loose among the lambs? How dare they preach their moral superiority and that of their god-daughter with the shadows of the deaths of hundreds of innocent children hanging over their heads? BUT THEY SEE NO EVIL AND HEAR NO EVIL. The siege of Gaza instead of being lifted is reimposed in more subtle forms and is signed and sealed. Not even a token of arms of any description will reach the Gazans.  The seas and oceans are going to be guarded and the only weapons that will cross them are the huge shipments of the most sophisticated weapons of annihilation on their march towards replenishing the satiated arsenals of Israel. The tunnels which mostly smuggled food and the necessities of life to the hungry Gazans are no more and will be watched by the big brothers of the world from this day henceforth. Strangle and strangle more. Woe to the weak for they will not inherit the earth. Woe to the weak for they shall be destroyed again and again and their seed will be scattered and their land desecrated. Do you call Operation Cast Lead  the right of Israel to self defense? Do you call destroying and targeting the schools, the personnel and the stores of the UN self defense? Do you call bombing the Red Cross and the Red Crescent and bombing ambulances and the paramedics with their patients  self  defense?  Shame on you. What travesty of all that is decent,sacred and humane? What desecration of all human rights and  the International rule of law. Instead of using your formidable armada to enforce the embargo, why don't your ships in addition to policing the seas also break the siege of Gaza and establish a naval humane corridor to relieve the hunger and the distress of the people of Gaza, to evacuate the wounded children and in the future to allow the rebuilding of Gaza? Do you want peace then let us see you work for peace? If the Gazans are going to be left defenceless why don't you defend them. Did you come to end the siege or to start a new one?

 

One hundred bodies were dug up yesterday in Gaza from the ruins of their houses, amidst the lamentations of the mothers and the children who were helping to free the bodies of their parents, relatives and brothers and sisters.The old men and woman crouched helplessly wailing the terrible fate of the living and the dead. The paramedics and the ambulance men worked persistently, their desperation and anguish giving them almost a super human power, as if they were trying to free the souls of the buried people by laying them for a moment on the broken earth under the stunned heavens before taking them away.

 

They shall be remembered and lamented as befitting the departure of those who were living. No body said farewell to them, no relatives stood by their deathbeds and prayed.  They are almost unrecognizable. But they shall be lovingly remembered and gently lamented.

 

Dido, the Queen of Carthage's lament washes all over me and the accompanying tragic  music of Purcell rises and falls taking up the theme of mourning and mingling with the maternal lamentations of the Gazans:

 

...darkness shades me,

On thy bosom let me rest,

More I could, but death invades me;

....When I am laid in earth...

Remember me,remember me...