Maybe, just maybe

Three Views of an Israeli Checkpoint and a Missing Mother


1

Who chose your womb before you were born?

Was your name known

to the speck of dust that first entered your eye?


Are you the only one

who sweats in the harsh burning

of this sun as it turns in silence?


Why does the next moment lie

on your finger that senses fear?

It is only a child you face,

why do you warm the trigger?


2

You are in full military gear.

He is wrapped in a blue blanket, serene.


The barrel of your gun is close to his feet.

His grandfather holds him steady, to keep his sleep.


The next moment is measured in increments

of fear, that distance closing in.


3

Old man, it is not time alone

that has struck

your hair this white.


Your hands know the depth of olive roots,

the countless times they can be pulled

out of the ground by those

who wish to see them twist in the sun.


Those hands

hold more

than your daughter’s child.


-o-


“Operation Cast Lead” is not the Title of a Movie


After a night of gasping

at fireworks

I nurse the consequences

of champagne.


Somewhere else they are remembering

smoke that takes forever

to clear, the ringing in the ears,

the smell of burnt flesh

among personal belongings.


-o-


The Dog and Its Master


With a firm wave of the master’s hand

the dog sets off, sharp as a dagger,

its nose cuts the wind.


Over and over, this lesson is taught.

The dog quickly learns

whom it must seek, sending hairs on end.


They conduct this concert of violence

with such precision, in the end, with the slightest

twitch of the master’s brow, the dog

flies swifter than a bullet, finishing off a prey.


Israel, which are you?


-o-


 


I’m not sure if I’ve posted these here before. But I feel I need to share them right now. I don’t often post comments to articles I read online. This time I had to. The article can be found HERE.


A dilemma for the party responsible for mass slaughter of a people in an open air prison?

Through the years various war crimes (as documented by the UN and other international bodies) were committed repeatedly by Israel and not a single Israeli official or Israeli have ever been tried. Now we are seeing worse atrocities for they know they can get away with it again.

It takes a certain imagination to accept a twisted view of history. Israel is an occupying power and Palestinians are under one of the thickest military boots in the world.

The oppressed has become the oppressor and, in full battle gear, continues to call himself the victim. And the people who are desperately trying to defend themselves are branded militants and terrorists. Having a starched uniform and being armed to the teeth (paid for in billions of US dollars a year) as well as having extensive control of dominant media are apparently the way to keep oneself from being called a terrorist state. For it seems terror-spreading weapons manufactured with quality control (to ensure precise kills and widespread destructive powers) make all the difference.

Yes, there are Israelis who oppose the Zionist madness, and they need to shout out louder against this atrocity to prove to the world that this is not how they wish to be seen by the the rest of humanity.

Meanwhile, the number of people worldwide who are waking up despite the dominant media’s relentless support of Israel continues to rise. They take to the streets or spread the truth through various means.

One last thing. Apparently there is a vast wealth sitting in Gaza. Is it all about greed then?

-o-


 


Filed under: Capitalism's greed, Fragments and Moments, Imperialism, Mga Tula / Poetry, Middle East, politics, terrorism, Uncategorized Tagged: Gaza, human rights, impunity, Israeli offensive, Jim Pascual Agustin, Occupied Territories, Operation Cast Lead, Sound Before Water, war crimes
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Published on July 27, 2014 03:06
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