taking shots
in the forest -- reeling
from the impact

The olives groves you uprooted
And the homes you bulldozed

They may be gone now
But the soil must still know

To whom the land belongs.

From the rubble,
From the blood,

New branches will grow.
New homes will rise.

Because doves will fly on blood specked wings
To pass on the message
That Palestine still sings:

of the children you shot
and the blood that you spilled

The young men you imprisoned
and the hope you hoped would rot.

Our children have been promised
Your so-called promised land

So don't get too comfortable
On my well-worn couch.

I'll come back to reclaim it
My couch, my country, my land.

I've listened to their speeches.
Read their termite riddled planks.
They're unlikely to dethrone Barrack-
A pity, Mitt is no Tom Hanks.
They are out of touch with women,
unsympathetic to the poor.
They're still fighting social issues
that were decided years before.
For a party of small government,
They sure have a lot to say
about *** in America
among the ***** and the gay.

The Democrats, by contrast,
Hit all the right social notes;
Indeed, they will say anything
if it will buy them votes.
Then, when we hit the fiscal cliff,
The Obamas living large,
I'm sure he'll find some Bush to blame
as long as he's in charge.

Election Day is coming soon,
Both parties seek my love.
Alas, my favorite candidate
is None of the Above.

.


                                                                                                  breath of sunlight
                                                       meeting dawn's ownmost
                                      steaming,
                  boulder soil
ascending






.

What little sunshine being recognised

Out of a storm flames approaching disorder

Building vast contradictions without impediment

Widespread in antiquity with alluring interpretations

Constituting mutilated transformations whose opposing

Lies stinking and fly swarmed, rotting at our feet

I've been a idiot.
I've been a fool too many times.
To explain the whole story to you.

For , who truly wants to come across gullible?
Which is a kinder word than dumb.
I have been stupid too.

Even the bright minds have been these names.
But cause of pride.
They refused to admit it.

We notice them more because of the things they do.
Multiple marriages and mansions.
When only one sure truly do.
They a richer example of a poor man's fool.

I have struggle.
I have survive.
In truth.
I've seen some troublesome times.
Least, where love is concern?
And I always seems to get by.

It's true.
Only the strong survive.
This I can testify too.