- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Thief's Bucket List
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The year Lord Balfour
inked the fate of millions
in three paragraphs
The thief stole upon
a widow dozing in a walled garden
And ignoring supplications
sawed off her proud braids woven with
gold dowry coins
Leaving her destitute. Shamed.
Years after theNakba
he kept a worn list
of his victims
When he encountered
one by chance
he would declare, for example:
Abu Ammar! - I stole a chicken from you in 1917
Allow me to repay you now and atone!
Times were hard. Most accepted.
But in 1967 when Um Walid arrived
The black hem of her dress
bearing dust from the Allenby bridge
she spit on his feet
and damned him to hell
Thus foiling his chances of redemption.
- COMMENTS
Tsothaover 10 years agoYour poem brings to life details from an event which I knew about, but that has happened so far away from me.
And all it was one person to deny him? Harsh.
twelveooneover 11 years agoyou make your own, you do well at it, the one lines, noticed the progression
Balfour, not going there. 5ed
tazz317over 11 years agoand its not good for holding wishes, TK U MLJ LV NV
buttersover 11 years agoand so your poem drove me to discoveries. thankyou!
this piece has meat to its bones and reminds me of greenmountaineer's writes - he, and you, introduce some of us to moments in history we were ignorant of. it is hard, and poignant, and poetry worth spending time considering.
