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Gaza
After Audre Lorde's Suffer the Children
Pity us
We have broken the sky
And now who will protect our eyes
Who desert ourselves and you in storm and consequence.
Empty our skin
In the absence of future olives
We who let fear bulldoze your roots
rending even the hope of branch
Our mouths dry into suffering
Thin slingshot shadow sliced lips
shape of how silent cowardice
etches our children into sun.
Who pay taxes into tanks
Turning doubt into lead
Will wait in vain for cleansing from the clouds
And where will we start digging
What love will we find buried
What legend beneath the skin of the unnameable polity
Palestine
Those who love you remember what children are
The sweetness we would kill
Lest face ourselves
The knowledge we would squash again Soweto
Have we yet wept for who we could have been
Tears replace the rain
warriors build rock altars to their youth
but however many pearls the dead sea offers
Our feet will mourn the insights we have trampled
our eyes stay open
filling with dust.
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