Human history drips with the blood and memory of lions roaming unchecked – majestic, merciless and unchallenged. They roared across valleys, rivers and deserts, tearing through lives, scattering lambs into silence. The truth has always been cruel: lions eat lambs, never the other way around.

A friend reminded me of this while we debated President Trump’s so-called 'peace plan' for Israel and Palestine. “The lamb must accept its fate”, he shrugged, “or run until it collapses”. This is the logic of history as written by the powerful: borders carved by conquerors, lives dictated by the victors, and the weak forced to adapt.

But must this always be the story? Are lambs destined only to run, scatter and bleed? Or can they, one day, learn not just to survive, but to rewrite the tale?

Trump’s plan was unveiled like a gilded cage, gleaming bars dressed up as prosperity, but a cage nonetheless. Palestinians were promised scraps of sovereignty, a homeland fragmented into isolated pieces, governed as if a colony under perpetual watch. The price? Their grief silenced, their dispossession erased, their history swallowed.

Palestine is not just land; it is an ancient olive tree, its roots twisted deep into time, nourished by prophets and poets, soaked in rain and blood alike. Bulldozers may threaten it, flames may scorch its branches, but still it stands. For centuries, conquerors have come and gone, yet the........

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