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                             Where the Olive Tree Weeps, Art Speaks


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                                              Maryam Fathy - Political Science - 4  year






             You often hear the word “Art”, and all that       It does not merely decorate life, it defends it.
             comes  to  mind  is  a  thread  of  words  that   Solidifying  cultures  and  heritages,  stitching
             boils  down  to  leisure,  luxuries,  and  a      together the collective memory of a people
             nagging  non-necessity.  You  reduce  it  to  a   in ways no political decree can dismantle.
             trivial  afterthought,  too  hollow  to  carry    It  stands  like  an  unyielding  sentinel  before
             even  the  weight  of  addition,  and  in  that   the threat of abolishing the roots of a land
             trance,  you  forget  that  entire  civilizations  and its people, it remembers when the world
             stood  the  test  of  time  and  survived         forgets, speaks when the tongue is tied and it
             millennia  through  art  and  art  alone.  I’d    does  not  whisper,  it  screams.  It  is  a  living
             argue that without art, life is nothing but a     archive of identity.
             bland  flavorless  dish,  sustenance  perhaps,
                                                               And  when  it  comes
             but without savor. Art is what seasons our
                                                               to  oppression,  art
             existence,  it  keeps  us  moving  forward  in
                                                               overpowers        its
             countless ways, it cradles our sorrows when
                                                               cruelest    weapon:
             they become too heavy to bear, and it offers
                                                               erasure.  To  erase  a
             refuge for our most fragile states of being.
                                                               nation,  you  must
             But to stop at that would still fall short of     stour   it   of   its
             truth, simply because there is so much more       tongue,  uproot  its
             to it than being a mere accessory. Mahmoud        symbols,  silence  its
             Darwish  wrote  “All  beautiful  poetry  is  an   stories  and  yet  art
             act of resistance”.                               refuses this burial.
             In  many  ways,  art  is  one  of  the  strongest
             forces of resistance and resilience, because it
             lives in a space where power’s reach falters.                                                       44
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