By WILTON CARDOSO*
Poem about the massacre of the Palestinian people
the horror the horror oh Palestine
the mother looks for the corpses
of children under the rubble crying
of the girl with burnt skin
death live on internet screens
the horror that repeats itself and repeats itself
and it repeats
Armenians Warsaw Ghetto Auschwitz
the genocides of Russians and Chinese
Vietnam Cambodia Iraq Sudan
Libya Syria Yemen so many others
new millennium 20th century Modernity
so many indigenous East Africans
oh Palestine
you are all of them now
you are the synthesis
of all the massacres
condensates
in the freak circus of Gaza
There's no food or medicine, just hate
irredeemable soldiers
and the rain of bombs
about houses and schools hospitals and mosques
there is no refuge or rest in Gaza
where people die now
of death killed
by bomb or bullet
or mass murder
with the dirty plague bombs
and hunger
smiling soldiers take selfies
amidst the ruins of Gaza
amidst the clothes of the women of Gaza
trophies from hunted game
civilized people drink blood
of inhuman barbaric Arab animals
the same story always the same
litany the same chant the same
bloodbath repeated ad nauseam
O martyrdom that has no end, O Palestine
microcosm of horror
of all barbarian lands
disciplined
by Western Reason
Gaza drowned in a Dead Sea of hate
in a Red Sea of blood
of the sons and daughters of Palestine
the same sea of blood
from everyone else
barbarian peoples a red ocean of centuries
and centuries of pedagogy
cannon civilization
O Palestine bitter irony
your exiled people
in your own land
by the children of the Diaspora
O Palestine bitter irony
you suffer the carnage
by merciless hands
of the children of the Holocaust
* Wilton Cardoso is a poet and essayist. Literary blog editor, the dream engineer.
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