From a poem by Palestinian poet Kamal Nasir--killed by Israeli terrorists while he was sleeping in 1973--(my translation):
I was born carrying my corpses
on my shoulder
I was born, to my sorrow
I had no say over my
arrival or birth
I am the victim of my
history and chains
Damn. The big damn
is chasing me,
it afflicted my grandparents
Tomorrow, it will embrace
my children and grandchildren
and they will realize as I did
in my eagerness
that I came to this world,
to my sorrow
I came carrying my corpses
over my shoulder
aimlessly