I saw her naked and bleeding
Was it
delusion or reality?
I don't
discern.
The wolves
trapped her on the brook,
Kindness
shunned their heart and faith.
But, I saw
her in clothes;
I saw her
playing and dancing,
On the
festive time.
Demons tore
her clothes apart,
The
barbarians wrapped her in red cloth.
They are
soft shields like moccasins
and flashy
body put on show,
In the
streets and colonies,
In the
combat vehicles and barracks,
Her mother
cried and pleaded, holding her picture.
I was so
sad,
I penned a
poem from her tears and blood,
Coloured it
with petals of dry flowers,
The vultures
laugh at her naked body,
Blackguards
jump, and the brute applaud and glitter to each other.
One bomber
holds out by her locks while the other pushes off
Stare her
now and then for the game,
The pitiable
woman dancing and happy a moment ago,
The curl
German woman dances with her beauty on cheery land,
The
death-men lean on her naked body, triumphant.
The reporter
scrolls pen rapidly over the note-book,
The assassin
is lettering with guns and deaths,
The
desperado killer jogs in the joyous park,
The fanatic
counts his prey, the radical polishes his gun,
The goon
beats time for the band and all the assassins follow him.
The bombers
are baptized, the converts are performing their main professions,
The regatta
is spread on the theatre park, the battle is begun,
The drover
watching his herd carnage out to them that would be lost,
The dealer
carts with his pack on his back,
Dancing
Shani Louk unaware of all, landed a caged fowl.
N.B.: Shani Louk is believed to be the
woman paraded naked around Gaza and later on killed by Hamas terrorists
chanting Allahu Akbar. She had been attending an outdoor music festival near
Kibbutz Urim, Israel, when Hamas terrorists attacked the festival area.
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