If I Must Die - BY REFAAT ALAREER

(09/23/1979-12/06/2023)

If I must die, you must live to tell my story to sell my things to buy a piece of cloth and some strings, (make it white with a long tail) so that a child, somewhere in Gaza while looking heaven in the eye awaiting his dad who left in a blaze— and bid no one farewell not even to his flesh not even to himself— sees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above and thinks for a moment an angel is there bringing back love

If I must die let it bring hope let it be a tale

a frame of refaaat with his poem

let it be a tale

REFAAT ALAREER