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Link to article: http://www.timesunion.com/default/article/Israel-police-New-attack-on-Palestinian-property-2259634.php
Link to poem: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jerusalem-12/
I read an article about an attack in Jerusalem on Palestinians by Jewish extremists. There have been tensions between these two groups in Israel for a very long time and is a very tough conflict to control, causing problems within the country. The Jewish extremists were protesting Palestinian settlements. The article explains what happened "The words "price tag" were spray-painted on the house in Beit Ummar, a town near the West Bank city of Hebron, police spokesman Micky Rosenfeld said." The article also talks about how the Hamas militants, who took over the territory, have limited some of the rights of the people like being able to export goods to Europe. "Also Wednesday, the Israeli military said Gaza furniture makers will be allowed to export their goods to Europe this week for the first time since Hamas militants took over the territory in 2007." This article can be connected to a poem by Nizar Qabbani about Jerusalem. He writes about the struggles faced by Israelis, "Oh Jerusalem, the city of sorrow. A big tear wandering in the eye. Who will halt the aggression? On you, the pearl of religions? Who will wash your bloody walls?" He is describing the violent conflicts between Palestinians and Jewish people that are described in the article. He writes to ask for an end to the violence and for peace within his country. Both the article and poem show the problems faced by this culture and how they wonder when peace will come. "Oh Jerusalem my town
Oh Jerusalem my love
Tomorrow the lemon trees will blossom
And the olive trees will rejoice
Your eyes will dance
The migrant pigeons will return
To your sacred roofs
And your children will play again
And fathers and sons will meet
On your rosy hills
My town
The town of peace and olives. "
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