Camp Uprising in August 1969
The Freedom Fighter (Fedayeen)*
Suddenly, from the alleys they appeared
Running like lions after their feed
In one hand a gun, and in the other a creed
They were the Fedayeen
Giants they seem, freedom they mean
Good-bye Camp, I started to glean
Facing Government goons, freedom was their boon
At last, we are going home soon
To Palestine, by the next full moon
* This poem was written commemorating the Camp uprising in August 1969. This uprising was covered in chapter 3 of the book
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