Pause For Poetry:
Michael Hawkes /80

For Sure We Are All Palestinians Now

A poem by Michael Hawkes

’Cept I get to feed my kids
And tuck’em in at night,
’N I don’t have broken bones
’N I’m not obliged to fight!

Oh yeah! We’re all the same now;
On the same side of a cause,
’Cept while we’re waving banners
And crying for applause,
You’re prying out the shrapnel
’N praying for a pause.

But fundamentally we’re one
With basically the same ideas,
Yours in the barrel of a gun
And daily facing down your fears,
While we, for now, postponing fun
Dab somberly at cherished tears.

Make no mistake, we do mean well,
Tho’ what well means we are not sure,
While you there in that living hell
Must by any means endure.

8/1/24 – Hawkes

Feature image: Idriss Belhamadia, Pexels

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