b'If I must die,you must live to tell my storyto sell my thingsto buy a piece of clothand some strings,(make it white with a long tail)so that a child, somewhere in Gazawhile looking heaven in the eyeawaiting his dad who left in a blazeand bid no one farewellnot even to his fleshnot even to himselfsees the kite, my kite you made, flying up above,and thinks for a moment an angel is therebringing back loveIf I must dielet it bring hopelet it be a taleRefaat AlareerSeptember 23, 1979 - December 6, 2023 '