This land is ours.

This land is ours.
This land, forever ours, forever Palestinian, forever Arab, cradles the sacred echoes of the victory of October 7th.

We stand indebted to the generations of martyrs that preceded us, whose whispers rise from olive trees and hoopoe birds, whose spirit lives in every bullet and every rocket, whose dreams endure as the steadfast hills.

This victorious Flood, sweeping from the banks of the Jordan River, the orange groves of Yaffa, the beaches of Gaza, the castles of Akka, the camps of diaspora, and the weeping cities, carries our covenant: until victory or martyrdom.