Her name is Tune

Listen to Nagham reading her poems


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Two awe-inspiring poems by child poet Nagham Sami El-Yaziji
(her names means Tune)

Translation (by Nahida Exiled)

Peace be with you, mercy and blessings
I am poet Nagham Sami El-Yazji
From Gaza,
But my native city is Yaffa
God willing, we will return to Yaffa

* * *

First poem (recited in Palestinian dialect)

I am eight

EIGHT years of bombing and destruction,

Fear and dispossession

I survived three wars

THREE wars

Each is more horrific than the previous

* * *

Is there a little girl, in this entire universe

who ever lived three wars, in such a brief age?

I was asleep, in the arms of mama and baba

Safe, tranquil and serene

Suddenly, they bombed our home

Our home is destroyed

My family were martyred

Mama died

Baba died

* * *
At night, who will embrace me when I hear the bombing?

Who will buy me Ramadan’s lantern?

Who will buy me Eid clothes?

* * *
I don’t want anything from you

I don’t want food, clothes or toys

All I want is safety, tranquility and peace

I want my family

I want my home, my beautiful memories

I want to sleep in serenity, wake up in serenity and play free

O world


Is that too much to ask?

Is that too much for me, a Palestinian child, to ask?


Nagham reads her second poem in Classical arabic

I am Naghamu

I am a child

The nectar of my dreams infuses my lungs with life

Love runs in my veins

I embroider my tears in my heart

A dress of sorrow

Swathing me with light of dawn

I am a child

I am Naghamu

* * *
People say, my name is a tune

People say, I am a song, soft and delightful

They didn’t know that phosphorus bombs have ignited our calm nights

They didn’t know that the bombing has created my first revolution

The revolution of my exiled father

The revolution of my childless grandmother

The revolution of our budding childhood

The revolution of our traumatised home

The revolution of our usurped neighbourhood

The revolution of our parched blood

* * *
What is my name?

What is the meaning of my name?

The relevance of my name?

When a nightmare is crushing my lungs

Without food, without a home, without a name

Without hope, without love, without a dream

* * *

What is my sin?

What is my sin? answer me

I, what did I… do?

What did I do?

* * *
Did I commit a crime for loving this universe, O mama?

Is my crime that I fell in love with this universe for a moment, mama?

I don’t adore it any more

How can I adore it without mama, without Muna, without Huda, without Rami?
I am Naghamu

Perpetual Nakba

In 1948 WAR, my grandmother was a young mother,

My mother was a child in 1948

* * *

In 1967 WAR my mother was a young mother,

I was a child in 1967

* * *

In 1987 WAR, I was a young mother,

My daughter was a child in 1987

* * *

In 2014 WAR, my daughter is a young mother

My granddaughter is a child in 2014

* * *


FIVE generation girls/ women/ mothers/ grandmothers

Have lived the Nakba

Repeated over and over and over again

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Enemies of Life

In Devil’s temple, they chose to pray


On corpses of babies they preyed inside



A pothole of Hell called “Israel”


Ogres of Zion crawled, side by side



Nightmare creeps of doom and gloom


Squirmed upon the Holy Land



Demons buzz above the ground


Raining death, drab, cold and blind



Gushing throe, crushing below


Leaving oceans waste behind


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One stinky breath of Satan-yahu


Ghostly spell, all life denied




Hold on, you creeps, not so fast


Your karma awaits: “meet me outside”



My Beloved Little Ones


Children of the stones


Children of Palestine


Beacons of Dignity


Lanterns of Hope



Freedom-lovers, Life-Givers


Before you courage, I stand in awe


At your wounds, I lower my gaze in shame



In altruism, you are the masters


For Humanity…  The Inspiration



Before the beauty of your scarred faces



I bow my head down

Kiss your feet

In utmost love and adoration


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I Smell a Rat

Was Jewish “israeli” Steven Sotloff and his co-religionist Bernard Henri Levy, (along with some more) part of a mossad plot (posing as Muslim converts or Muslim friendly “Westerners”) to create, manipulate, train and arm mercenary groups like ISIS, in Libya, Syria, Yemen, Iraq and all over the ME?

Who else is with them?

By their sleazy fingers of mossad

Those whose motto:

“By way of deception, thou shalt make war”

בתחבולות תעשה לך מלחמה

They continue to create havoc and reign terror all over the globe
Note, the motto of alleged “philosopher” Bernard Henri Levy on his own website:
“The art of Philosophy is only worthwhile if it is an art of war”

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Steven Sotloff


Steven Sotloff


Steven Sotloff

Steven Sotloff

Steven Sotloff



ISIS leader “Albaghdadi”


Receiving AID from USA !

And coincidence coincidence !!!

 Look at the OTHER less known ISIS:

“ISIS provides worldwide security, intelligence, technology and training to government and private enterprises. ISIS is strategically positioned across the globe, with a highly credentialed management team and personnel. We have a superlative track record for delivering exceptional service and support to the most demanding of clients in the most challenging of circumstances.”


“ISIS professionals can be found working side by side with the U.S. Armed Forces, U.S. Government and Prime Contractors on the ground in such strategic environments as the Middle East.”

ISIS exists for one purpose: To provide government and business the sophisticated intelligence, technology, security and training they need to support and protect national and corporate interests in the most challenging of global environments. All with the utmost professionalism, transparency, and integrity.

– Don Wright, President & CEO


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“Every ISIS employee is indoctrinated through training, evaluations, and a values pocket card that reinforces the importance of our mission and how we intend to get there through demonstration of our behaviors.”


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Djebel Nefoussa

Bernard Henri Levy


Bernard Henri Levy


Bernard Henri Levy

Djebel Nefoussa

BHL en Israël


Djebel Nefoussa

Djebel Nefoussa

BHL en Israël

Djebel Nefoussa

Djebel Nefoussa

Djebel Nefoussa

Djebel Nefoussa

Djebel Nefoussa


BHL place Tahrir

BHL en Israël

To match interview LIBYA-FRANCE/

Director Levy and cast members pose during a photocall for the film Le Serment de Tobrouk at the 65th Cannes Film Festival




BHL a Misrata

BHL a Misrata

BHL a Misrata


BHL a Misrata




BHL and Libya rebels FEB17 NTC

BHL en Libye

BHL in Benghazi, Libya

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye


BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye


BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye

BHL en Libye




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BHL en Israël

BHL en Israël


Levy & Younis



برنار ليفي الاب الروحي لما يسمى بالربيع العربي مع مناحيم بيغن

This part of my life is called: Running!”

Mike Explodes With Callers Defending Israel






I remember, Lema and Nour






“My name is Lema, I am eight”

“My sister is Nour, she is five, her name means Light”

“I took her out to buy some sweets”

“They bombed us, alhamdulillah”

“I was injured with shrapnel, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a martyr, alhamdulillah”

“My sister is a bird in Heaven, alhamdulillah”

“We want to live in dignity, like all people, alhamdulillah”

“We are not afraid of Jews, alhamdulillah”

“We are patient, alhamdulillah”

“I am from gaza, alhamdulillah”

“I support the Resistance, I love the Resistance, alhamdulillah”

* * *

Lema… Your few words shuttered my being

The flood of your silence uprooted me

The calmness of your screams  tormented my heart

The twinkle in your eyes, despite your wounds, haunted me

* * *

Lema, a singing of a Canary…soft and warm

Lema, a Psalm of David… A heart pure and serene

* * *

Stars in the highest are lost in bewilderment, listening to the echo of your pain

Sky kneeled down, sobbing and trembling in the presence of your mighty patience

Words diminished and fell short of meanings, in front of your sublime poetry

* * *

Lema, sweetheart

Lema, a face of an angel from paradise

Lema, an exquisite rose, worthy of awe and appreciation

Allow me to lay my head beneath the shadow of your pain

Kiss the ground, blessed and honoured, with the touch of your toes

* * *

Lema, sweetheart, don’t you worry

Your beloved is now free

She was Nour . . . Now she is Light

Glowing in the heart of a green bird

His nest, a lantern of light

* * *

Nour is now in ecstasy, floating

Around the Throne of the Most Compassionate, Most Kind

Chanting, hymns of gratefulness

Scattering prayers, scented flowers

Painting smiles of love and yearning, at the gates of Heaven

For those beloved and adored



لمى ونور



” اسمي لمى وعمري ثمانية… واختي نورخمسة  ”

“اخذتها للدكان أشتري لها”

“قصفونا . . . الحمد لله”

“اصابتني شظايا . . . الحمد لله”

“اختي  شهيدة . . . الحمد لله”

“اختي عصفورة في الجنة . . . الحمد لله”

“نريد حياة كريمة زي كل الناس . . . الحمد لله”

“أنا من غزة . . . الحمد لله”

“أنا مع المقاومة . . .  أنا بحب المقاومة . . . الحمد لله”

* * *

لمى هزتني كليماتك

اجتثني من الاعماق  سيول الصمت بآهاتك

وروع قلبي المكلوم سكوناً  لف صرخاتك

ولوعني ذاك البريق في عينيك رغماً عن جراحاتك

* * *

لمى يا بلبلاً شادي… بصوت خافتٍ دافي

لمى مزمارُ داوودٍ… يا قلباً طاهراً صافي

تاهت نجوم الليل في عليائها لرجع أنينك الخافي

 أطت سماء الكون وحق لها، بحضرة صبرك الكافي

قمؤت حروف الكلم عن معانيها لروعة شِعرك الوافي

* * *

لمى يا حبيبة

لمى يا وجه حورية من الجنة

لمى يا وردة جورية . . . لها المنَّة

دعيني أمرغ رأسي تحت ظلال أوجاعك

أبوس الترب الذي بورك . . . بلمسه طرف أقدامك

* * *

لمى يا حبيبة لا تجزعي

فحبيبتك الآن حرة

هي نور وقد صارت الآن نوراً

في جوف طيرأخضرٍ

عشه قنديل نور

* * *

ملائك ربك تقرئها السلام

تطأطئ الهامات إكباراً واجلالا

تفرش لها الأكوان  ياسمينا وورداً

* * *

نورتطوف الآن نشوى

حول عرش الرحمن

تُسَّبح دوماً تراتيل امتنان

تنثر الدعوات زهورعطر

وروح وريحان

ترسم البسمات أشواقاً وحباً

ولقاءً للأحبة بأعتاب الجنان


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