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Tag Archives: Gaza
If you remain silent
If you remain silent you will hear the sound of the farmer’s heart breaking beneath the weight of the bulldozer if you remain silent you will hear the sound of olive branches breaking beneath the weight of the occupation … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, Olive trees, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, Uncategorized, violence, West Bank
Tagged farming, Gaza, haiku, olive oil, olive trees, olives, palestine, Palestinians, Peace, poem, Poetry, tanka, violence, West Bank
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Gaza’s Blood
We watch as snots from teargas flow and eyes burn like the sun and medics drown in Gaza’s blood but our taxes load the gun and we pretend balloons and slingshots are a match for snipers, tanks, and jets or … Continue reading
And The Good News…?
In Gaza, the hospitals are running out of fuel for the generators that power them and allow doctors to try to heal the sick the little emergency fuel that remains is running out and densely populated civilian areas are being … Continue reading
Posted in Gaza, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized
Tagged Gaza, medicine, palestine, poem, poetry, poetry for peace
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Life, Death, & Food
Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, america, american dream, Anthony Bourdain, capitalism, collateral damage, death, depression, education, empathy, farming, food, Gaza, hawaii, history, human rights, humanity, Iran, Jerusalem, Libya, love, Massachusetts, palestine, Parts Unknown, poverty, refugees, suicide, travel, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, West Bank, writing
Tagged Anthony Bourdain, death, empathy, food, Gaza, hawaii, Iran, life, palestine, Parts Unknown, suicide, Travel, truth, writing
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We Pluck Flowers
We pluck flowers from the garden and make a bouquet we pluck strings on the guitar and make music we pluck feathers from a chicken and make a meal we pluck people from their homes and villages, … Continue reading
FIRE
Smoke signals have been rising Hiroshima for some time now. Nagasaki We ignore the smoke Korea but there it is Guatemala as plain as day Laos but we relax Vietnam when we hear … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, empire, Ferguson, Gaza, humanity, Iraq, poem, Poetry, slavery, Standing Rock, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, El Salvador, empire, Gaza, iraq, Libya, poem, poetry, Syria, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
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Walk Away From The Table
The dictionary definition of Cannibalism is: n. 1. The act of eating human flesh or the flesh of one’s own kind. 2. Savage and inhuman cruelty. We are cannibals. Our pastime is cannibalism. We feed on the flesh of … Continue reading
It’s Mother’s Day in America
Weep not for the mothers laying dead in bombed out villages or their sisters and brothers shot in the back as they waved their flags of black, red, green & white weep instead for the children they leave behind, far … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, Bethlehem, collateral damage, death, doves, farming, Gaza, human rights, humanity, Israel, Jericho, Jerusalem, Jesus, life, love, Mother's Day, Nakba, Olive trees, palestine, Palestinians, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, propaganda, refugees, Syria, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, american dream, death, farming, Gaza, iraq, Israel, Mother's Day, Nakba, olive trees, olives, palestine, poem, poetry, taxes, violence, war, West Bank
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Gaza
I was losing myself in the sky reflecting in a puddle, a mirror left by an afternoon shower on the floor of our open-air barn. Mesmerized by the tree branches swaying in the breeze and by the clouds arriving and … Continue reading
Bellies Full of Plastic
There is no hope of a better future, stop listening to the optimistic TV newscasters. We are not going to save the world we are nothing more than a cancer making planet earth sick. There is no God, so I … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, death, earth, fear, fire, Gaza, god, greed, hate, hell, Hiroshima, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, Iraq, life, love, Nagasaki, oceans, oil, peace, people, poem, Poetry, religion, taxes, terrorism, time, trash, Uncategorized, universe, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, water, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, Bush, capitalism, death, environment, garbage, Gaza, greed, Hiroshima, iraq, life, money, Nagasaki, Obama, oceans, oil, Peace, plastic, poem, poetry, poison, pollution, rivers, Saudi Arabia, trash, Trump, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, WW2, Yemen
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