The Gagging of Gaza
Somewhere
in the distance
through
the cross hairs
and just
a touch off dead
centre ..
He could barely
make out
what looked like
an old
oily rag waving
back at him,
mid all the smoke
and dust
from where
a shell had only
recently
burst overhead ..
Before
prayers that is,
and their
later than usual
supper ..
It now appears
a single shell
had taken
out both the old
school
and the new kids
playground ..
There are those
of course,
who will always
insist
the direct hit in
question
was self-defence
and not
some kind of
brutal
retaliation for
an earlier event ..
But then,
there are those
of us who
know full well
it was part
of some strategic,
ongoing
onslaught and
determined
attempt to silence
and rearrange
a small
parcel of land,
they once
called Gaza, forever ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: while revenge might well taste sweet, for a few, that is .. genocide, tends to leave a dreadful & unforgivable aftertaste, for the majority of us, surely ..
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Comments11
Enough with the psychopath mattimala's call to kill !
it seems we share the same & rarest of make up in INFJ .. but you just lost me ..
For 20 years I was in charge of souls in communities for the (so-called) mentally handicapped .I have built a reality...
My goodness, something else we have in common then ..
To serve !
And on and on it goes. It seems all it takes is two sides to oppose each other on anything and that's reason enough for a trigger happy military to launch rockets and missiles at each other. Barbaric mindsets will destroy the world for their own ego's sake. Great write N.
Many thanks my friend .. Neville
And right before all our eyes, I can't believe we live in this world to be honest. A magnificent piece of poetry that I wish wasn't real and going on as we speak. Kudos 👏
it is dreadful isn't it Teddy
A sensitive write N.
Meanwhile - some garotting going on between KP and I?! That's going too far, you naughty guinea pig, says Fido.
I think you've got a bit of rat in you sir ..
Your poem poses the question, is a strip of land more valuable than human life? Sadly, the answer is yes? This fight, over a strip of land, has been going on for 75 years, I should think the land is exhausted with the wars, and just wants peace. It's a pity that this strip of land cannot speak, for if it could I think it would welcome all. Brilliantly written my friend, you capture the senseless of continued conflict and wars, when all they accomplish is devestation.
a much appreciated visit Bella as always .. thank you my friend .. Neville
There's nothing I can add to the last three entries above, ignoring for the moment the penultimate usual diversion....
History from forever seems to be the mechanism which generates the ongoing conflict and characterises humankind's warlike behaviour.
Your piece is spot on as it defines this point in time.
Please give it wider circulation, Neville.
Thanks Dave .. muchly appreciated sir .. Neville
Seems like the lives you pictured are victims who are in disbelief of their own demise-the denial of these atrocities will haunt us with trauma for generations to come-thank you for using your sensitive and honest pen, Neville
Bless you Parisab .. Neville
sensitively written on sensitive issue..
Many thanks for checking in Dayena .. Neville
Such true words Neville.
Andy
glad you see it my way .. dreadful isn't it .. Neville
Neville - I'm not sure you are OK. Just a feeling.....
? what makes you feel thus, you old dog ..
If you've got naught to say, I've got nowt to be concerned about then. Your answers to all seemed pared down. There are limits to minimalism, you know............
It was a bad day Dave .. I was feeling ground down .. one might say it was a ground dog day .. but then, one might not .. cheers mate 🙂
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