Friday, June 01, 2007

She Hates Us

A poem, well, some stanzas, by one Patricia K. Weiss

Death's Face
To the Palestinian People

I saw deaths face today, it shattered my heart.
Young warrior, eyes locked shut.

Do you still feel the pain and carnage,
your blood shed into the reddened earth.
All the destruction; hearts breaking;
mothers weeping, children shaking.

One man sitting smiling under blue and
white; his evil lurking..God watches and waits.

Prophecy written, anger held and words read
..better to sit than to stand but souls scream
men weep; their rage lost on deaf ears
.

If any souls are screaming, they are those of the infants, the children, the school pupils, the women and the elderly and the men killed by Pal. suicide bombers, by Pal. Kassam launchers and by other Pals. all having been intent to kill civilians.

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