Human history drips with the blood and the memory of lions roaming uncontrolled – majestic, merciless and undisputed. They roared over valleys, rivers and deserts, ripped through life, scattered lambs in silence. The truth has always been cruel: Lions eat lamb, never the other way around.
A friend reminded me of this while we discussed President Trump’s so -called “peace plan” for Israel and Palestine. “The lamb must accept his destiny,” he shrugged his shoulders, “or running until it collapses”. This is the logic of history as written by the powerful: boundaries carved by conquerors, life dictated by the victors and the weak forced to adapt.
But should this always be the story? Is lamb definitely only to run, spread and bleed? Or can one day learn not only to survive, but to rewrite the story? Trump’s plan was revealed as a gilded cage, shiny bars dressed up as prosperity, but a cage nonetheless.
Palestinians were promised remnants of sovereignty, a homeland that was fragmented in isolated pieces, ruled as if a colony under eternal clock. The price? Their grief silently, their removal deleted, their story swallowed.
Palestine is not just land; It is an old olive tree, its roots twisted deep into time, nourished by prophets and poets, soaked in rain and blood. Bulldozers can threaten it, flames can swell its branches, but still it stands. For centuries, conquerors have come and passed, yet olives are holding.
From its branches hang the stubborn hope of a people asking to disappear quietly. They have refused – not with roaring strength, but with the silent despite roots that refuse to let go.
Peace pigeons have flown over this country before. Too often, they have been shot down by the occupation of rockets, of revenge that masks as security. Still, in Gaza’s rubble, a child paints a bird on a broken wall. In Jerusalem’s spawns, a grandmother whispers to her grandson the names of villages erased from maps.
In refugee camps, young boys with snake pictures still believe that one day the pigeon will rise again if only the sky is given. They do not ask for conquest, only return. Not dominance, but dignity.
And here lies the tragedy: Israel, born from the pursuit of the ash, has now become the pursuer. A people who once suffered exile, ghettos and genocide, now enforce not only exile, walls and siege on others, but performs a genocide that the world looks at live. Lineals can be quiet spectators – many collaborate even – but the collective consciousness of the world’s people has woken up.
Today, Israel stands as one of the most scattered nations in the world. Is this really the heritage that Netanyahu wants to be testified? A country forever in war, despised globally and condemned by history?
Wisdom would advise otherwise. Israel could still choose to accept a fair and lasting peace – a recognized by the world and most importantly by Palestinians themselves.
For what is preferred: to illegally expand a few more miles, to usurp a little more country and by doing so, condemning future generations of Israelis to infinite war or to secure a peace that lasts, a peace healing? The answer should be obvious if only wisdom was higher than arrogance.
The United States must also ask itself what inheritance it is looking for. That forever Bank Roll Occupation and War Crimes and ignore even the decision of the International Court that has felt Israel’s actions as a genocide? Or finally reading the writing on the wall – an international statement that turns, a domestic atmosphere that changes, even in America itself? Standing on the wrong side of the story is easy but changing course takes courage. But history rewards the latter, not the former.
And what about the Muslim Ummah? What about its leaders? Were they really so naive to miss the duplicity baked in this so -called deal? Or did they simply accept the crumbs threw their way? A handshake in the White House, a reception with the red-blanket, a fleeting photograph with a US presidential one worth the treason with Palestine? Too many baskets in the temporary glow, blind to the long shade it threw on its own honor.
The story has always paired the roll with the sword. Prophet Muhammad (peace be with him) rejected the bribery of Meccan elites and chose exile and difficulty over compromise. He did not return with revenge, but with grace and justice. Jesus Christ overturned tables over profits and defies the empire not with armies, but with victim.
Across ages, the oppressed have the answer with dignity even when they are crushed. Mandela against apartheid. Gandhi against the British Empire. Jinnah’s Muslims against the colonial controller. Martin Luther King JR against American racism. Everyone stood, where Palestinians stand today – on the side of the righteousness, their only weapons persistence.
The lesson is clear: Peace without justice is not peace at all. It is subject to dressed up as a compromise. It is silence bought for the price of dignity. Forced appointments will only see the seed of deeper hatred and longer wars. If Israel really seeks peace, it must meet Palestinians as equals. If America is really seeking peace, it must give up blind loyalty to injustice. And if Muslim leaders really care for their people, they have to stop shopping Palestine for photo opportunities. Palestinians do not ask for thrones, only for trees. Not empires, but home. Not crowns, but dignity.
Yes, lions devour lamb. But every empire, no matter how mighty, eventually crumbles. Each unfair peace eventually collapses. And even the weakest voices repeat themselves for centuries until they are heard.
The story is not yet over. The ink is not dried. And maybe just this time, the lamb has learned to write.
The author is the CEO of Pakinomist News.
Originally published in the news
