30.06.2006 An Ode Without Sympathy To A Nonexistent Martyr’s Dilemma |
 The first enters the room with grace Luminous source of impertinence Voracious her mouth in indifference The flaming locks framing her face The second – a vacant stare As to hide the voluminous void Behind façaded eyes aqueous and clear Reflecting an imminent glare The third – again an elegant sight His bushy brows furrowed in awe An expression of frozen disbelief As to hide animosity as his flaw No one sees at first the forth A moody miniature cowboy with a gun and a hat Who, unnoticed by mother’s canny eyes and mouth sneaks in like a creeping rat – the smug brat The fifth, the fifth, the fifth, the fifth, A nondescript nonce of a ponce What am I supposed to do, Feel sympathy for someone who’s treating me Like I am dog shit stuck to their shoe? Five there are in front of me, so which one will I chose first? The flaccid, the creepy, the slain, the drawn, the one who does not stammer? The one babbling, yelping, dribbling, or the one that no one will mourn? To choose is not what I am used to do, I never had a choice. To choose means to decide deliberately Based one one’s own capacity On power, right, or liberty Of one’s own realistic evaluation of a fact How one might want to act. Some know about fate Some know hate breeds hate That disparity leads to inequality. I was never supposed to live in dignity. I know nothing. Rejoice. So what is choice? Let me explain. My grandfather fought. My father has done this too, For something they believe is their right. Now tell me how I should not? We all do what our fathers do No chance for a real escape Your family gets the best of you The rest demands the state And what you hold dear in your heart and your soul Devours the church on a plate This here is nothing I was ever asked to do It stands unwritten the test of time The father, the state, the church They put on me what gets me through To stand here in this very room For a quick moment I wonder what goes on in their feeble little minds? Don’t they understand that I do what I do? That there is no way I won’t pull it through? “This is it. No way around it,” I loudly ponder. I point my gun at the one nearest to me He screeches “What do you want? I give you all I own. My house, my land, my money, my wife My loan, my bankruptcy, my illicit commerce and my illegitimate child” I look at him in disbelief – does he really not know? This is not optional, neither it’s a game or a show. “I have tried to explain it before”, I roar “I am not here to let you go.” This is the end of the end, What comes after? The beginning of more. The sound of the bullet crashing into his head Lets us all bust a move Electrocuted by shots of adrenaline My arms and legs heavy as lead Get ready for the groove Automated movements, choreographed by hate It steers me through what they call fate Terror is what I want them to feel as terror is all I have Horrified since I left my mother’s womb Maltreated by soldiers who don’t let me live Without harassment and fear My thoughts are racing and so is my heart When I take on the beauty with lovely locks Her kind has ridiculed me more than once This is an easy shot It goes straight in her chest and as she falls on the floor Her mouth opens slightly expelling some blood I am hot. I am boiling. No time to cry. I shoot the kid. Now that’s that cowboy. An Indian with a Glock. Be thankful. Life is too hard anyway. Killing never has been a game I saved you from that, my child. On top of my shortlist the arrogant twat with the stupid grin Now totally directed – by me His total anticipation is mine ”No more boredom in your life”, I mock when I cock the Glock And the gun fires away with glee Relief when I see his brain splatter, finally set free – by me. The last one is an easy chore I had made up my mind before I knew that I had to do it this way There was never any day I had a goddamn mother fucking choice Bambambam this one’s for me Now I am free. Thanks God. This poem was inspired by a news flash. Here it is. "Hamas says Israel offensive worsens hostage crisis Source: Reuters GAZA, July 7 (Reuters) - The governing Hamas movement on Friday said Israel's expanded military offensive in Gaza had complicated efforts to resolve a crisis over an abducted soldier and hardened Palestinian positions on the captive's fate. The group vowed to respond to violence on Thursday in which 19 Palestinians and one Israel soldier were killed, saying the Jewish state would "pay the price for every drop of blood". "The issue of the captured soldier has become more complicated than before," Hamas said in a statement. "The government of the Occupation is wrong to think the Zionist massacres it is committing against our people will serve its goals of applying pressure to regain the captured soldier." Israel launched its offensive to force militants to release Corporal Gilad Shalit, who was seized in a cross-border raid from Gaza on June 25, and to also halt rocket fire. Members of the Hamas armed wing were among those who abducted Shalit. Diplomatic talks led by Egypt have failed to secure his release. Israel has also refused to free Palestinian prisoners in return for Shalit. Hamas took office in March after winning elections. Its government is on the brink of financial collapse after Israel and the West cut off direct aid in response to the group's refusal to recognise Israel and renounce violence. Hamas is sworn to destroy Israel." |
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