2017 09 – Poems

BARCELONA

  • In the restaurant gardens the sparrows
  •   revolve
  • above the vacated table
  •   how to get the crumbs is
  • solved
  •   by the most able
  • the cat stalks
  •   springs
  • and walks
  •   its mouth full
  • of twitching feathers
  •   they scatter
  • a minute
  •   re-gather
  • revolve
  •   over the vacated table
  • twittering
  •   reassured
  • the tourists
  •   babel

Wilson John Haire

GAZA CITY

  • Be reminded of Israeli atrocities
  •   don’t let the years ease the pain
  • through your liberal generosity
  •   though you watched it
  • through glass
  •   without the putrid smell
  • via the box of the mass
  •   the nostrils not blocked
  • from dust berserk
  •  from enemy incoming
  • shells
  •   nor do you feel the heat
  • from the burning rubble
  •   but from under it
  • you heard the cries
  •   didn’t see six blackened bodies
  • a mother and baby welded together
  •   a father smothered by his three young sons
  • in panic
  •  lies
  • on tin stretchers
  •   one alive
  • a nine year old girl legs flailing
  •   unconscious trying to
  • run
  •  then silence
  • she  thinks she dies
  •   they who did it
  • plead anti-Semitism
  •   plead Holocaust
  • take out writs
  •   plead military hardware
  • from the land
  •   of burger and fries

Wilson John Haire

HALLELUJAH!

  • Once it was the lone image of the man
  •   nailed to the cross
  • a sacrifice for the benefit of humanity
  •   for that Garden of Eden loss
  • the saints in alabaster
  •   or if you prefer
  • the tin church of the pastor
  •   but yesterday
  • a new god was born
  •   in Trafalgar Square
  • to convey
  •   forlorn
  • the mud and sand soldier
  •   a statue of his kind
  • in public glare
  •   his moulder
  • sells WW1
  •   sells the khaki cross
  • and invites you to try it on
  •   for size
  • for there are future battles
  •   to be won
  • now comes the rain
  •   the melt
  • but it’s not for you
  •   he dies
  • as his outer coat washes away
  •   to his pelt
  • just emulate
  •   this bloody puddle
  • you survey
  •   it’s your sacrifice
  • your fate
  •   lying on your back
  • it’s fear and hate
  •   will one leg suffice
  • two thousand miles away
  •   in some sun-seared rubble
  • Hallelujah!

Wilson John Haire

DID YOU PACK THIS BOMBER YOURSELF

  • He restricts Muslims from half a dozen
  •   nations
  • from entering the USA
  •   but it’s damnation
  • to passports
  •   for his aerial bombers
  • sent to flay
  •   those whom he purports
  • will slay

Wilson John Haire.

 

 

 

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