Netanayahu's Amalek
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A “love” poem for Israel
If we could but reach
out enormous arms like
wings that reach horizon’s
end and far farther beyond
all hurt and everywhere
embrace each single one
before the bare-naked bombs
before the stone-mad-missiles
before even the soul-less surgical sniper
if i could but hold back
all your wicked wrath with
bloody belief to break
its ice-sharp venom
if we all could be but another one
with or without tattoo or number
who with both arms wide could
endure each day’s desperate news
report then that here
where Autumn’s end
still will sing
no matter the hour
so sing now
like a soundless
choir composed
of all these dead
and silenced children
you
so coldly
murdered.
séamas carraher
30, october – 5
november, 2024
Image Posted by Mosab Abu Toha, October 13, 2024
A new massacre this time against five children in Al-Shatie Camp while they were playing near a cafè.
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