What can I say, but that I hope, dream, wish and pray that one day ruthless men will no longer have power over the lives and happiness of innocents? Women, children and babies are not “terrorists” so why are they being punished collectively for the “crime” of having been born “wrong”? How can the government of Israel practice systematic racism and apartheid, and how can the government of the United States fund and support such a barbaric system? I have dedicated it to the mothers and children of Gaza, who know all too well how fragile life and human happiness can be. More than thirty years later, the line kept popping into my head, so I wrote this poem. Note: The phrase "frail envelope of flesh" was one of my first encounters with the power of poetry, although I read it in a superhero comic book as a young boy (I forget which one). Published by The Lyric, Promosaik (Germany), Setu (India) and Poetry Life & Times translated into Arabic by Nizar Sartawi and into Italian by Mario Rigli Published by Tucumcari Literary Review, Romantics Quarterly, Poetry Life & Times and Victorian Violet Press (where it was nominated for a “Best of the Net”), The Contributor (a Nashville homeless newspaper), Siasat (Pakistan), and set to music as a part of the song cycle “The Children of Gaza” which has been performed in various European venues by the Palestinian soprano Dima Bawab When the only relief’s a banked fire’s glow, īeyond the capacity of moonlight to fill? When nights compound dark frosts with snow. Staring down the barrels of their big bazookas,īut behind him I saw a billion Christiansįor a Palestinian Child, with Butterflies Of a woman to love as no God may require? What is the source, whence comes the desire Time taught you tenderness―time, oh, and love.Īnd time?―insufficient to life’s brief task. Ripped from your throat like the thunder that dayĬan never hold severing lightnings at bay? What songs long forgotten occur to you now― When she shelters downed fledglings beneath a warm wing There was, in your touch, such tenderness―as I lived as best I could, and then I died.īe careful where you step: the grave is wide. Keywords/Tags: Holocaust, genocide, apartheid, racism, intolerance, Jew, Jews, Muslim, Muslims, homosexuals, feminists, apathy, sisters, brothers, Islam, Islamic, God, religion, intolerance, race, racism, racist, discrimination, feminist, feminists, feminism, sexuality, gay, homosexual, homosexuals, LGBT, mrbmuslim, mrbpal, mrbnakba So his was a true poem based on his actual life experience. Niemoller, a German pastor, supported Adolph ****** in the early going, but ended up in a **** concentration camp and nearly lost his life. My poem was inspired by and patterned after Martin Niemoller’s famous Holocaust poem.
25-54)."First they came for the Muslims" was published in Amnesty International’s "Words That Burn" anthology and is now being used as training material for budding human rights activists. Singleton in his Essayon the VitaNuovahas ably demonstrated,Ī book about the Book (pp. Vita nuovais, as translatorBarbaraReynolds states, a workīy a poet for poets about poetry (p. This content downloaded from 160.36.178.25 on Fri, 15:41:09 UTCĪll use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions
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