Showing posts with label violence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label violence. Show all posts

Monday, December 31, 2018

Saturday, November 3, 2018

one hundred and two years old

one hundred and two years old
we are turned away from the face of the fire

by virtue of one document
oh, how important is paper to this land

taken out of the roots of its olives
splashed with the ink of hundreds tears

black as the day we were signed off
a place for no one, left for everyone

this is the fate of nations
for their kindness, a blow on the head

an increased hundred and two
years of pain washed out with sea-salt.

Things to do with anger 1

of the things you can do with your anger 
is make a ball of paper 
throw it out in the nearest bin 

Sunday, September 30, 2018

Mission completed

The harsh hand
on your chest, closing in

like an end
it calls onto your senses

love is another way to showcase
violence

package it differently
with roses and determination

wills and vows to change
this is a new mission for you

with that harsh hand
a mission completed

wrapped on a delicate throat.

Sunday, July 29, 2018

falling stone

There's a stone that fell
rolling with it
a nation

an almost knocked over glass

Almost knocked over the glass
in anger
these hands

what continues

what you allow is what continues
this is a case that's almost the truth

cursive painted, how many times have you
stolen kisses in the elevator

called it a love, how many times have you
caught a wrist in the kitchen

grabbing hard the stick arms
bruised, called it another form of kindness

how many times have you told someone
who was uncalled for, it was called for?

what you allow is what continues,
touch, kisses, a word slanting sideways

you are what has been kept happening
a little less kindness, a little less love.

Saturday, March 17, 2018

Jalad

Jalad, is the Arabic word for patience
but as with Arabic, it carries within it stamina
power to those who are impatient

Jallad, is that who is a flagellant
with a whip strong enough to lash
at one's flesh, cracking with pain

there's a lot about self- flagellation and patience
that there be power and pain
a pinnacle that those who flog themselves and wait

will arrive at their destination
longer and stronger
bruised with beating.