Poetry

By  Hassen Lorgat They thought he was their trump card So they complained in their echo chambers of lies and… Read More »They thought he was their trump card

by Hassen Lorgat Last night in Anabta, a dozen kilometres east of Tulkarm, Uniformed and heavily armed zealots, Joined at… Read More »*Olives, O lives, our lives, we live*

By Hassen Lorgat ..With pain I think of Gaza So much pain I think of Gaza I think of the children… Read More »*Pope Francis walks in Gazan shoes*