Palestine Burning: Rape of Sanity

Sanity sodomized again this week.
Children
Muslim, Jew and Christian
killed in their sleep.

1. Inferno

Palestine is burning.
Gaza in flames. Children
and families buried alive as Israeli
warplanes bomb their homes.

A child’s lifeless arm rises
from the rubble.

F-16’s emblazoned with Stars of
David offers a holokaustos from
morning till night. Bullets,
petrol, and rockets
for the slaughter of Palestine
paid for by US taxpayers.

King David pimps for General
Sherman as he rides through the
Holy Land shouting,
“Burn! Burn! Burn!”


2. Lamentations

My eyes will flow without ceasing, without respite,

The tongue of the nurslings cleaves
To the roof of its mouth for thirst
The children beg for food
But no one gives to them.


Eye for an eye, the law of the
Talon, and the building of
the Third temple is underway.
The mortar is crushed bones,
moistened with fresh blood,
anointed with children’s tears.

Is there redemption in the Levant?
Is there a garden of peace in Jerusalem?

3. Fall of the Temple
She weeps bitterly in the night,
Tears on her cheeks
Among all her lovers
She has none to comfort her.

IF my deeds could truly turn back the clock,
wrest the hands away from the deadly grip that
clutches the throat of cousin to cousin, brother to
brother, and turn back to the moment before
Adam bit the apple and Eve conceived
a child, then my quivering pacifist finger would
drop like a Roman Emperor to start the fire--

Burn the Koran!
Burn the Bible!
Burn the ‘Gita!
Burn those lies
that aspire to holiness.
Burn every image of a prophet.

If we truly desire to love God,
let our genuine spiritual desire
be devoid of God, Allah, Jah,
Jehovah, Yahweh, Jesus,
Krishna, Mohammed, Satan and
the whole lot of those imposters.

Burn the Koran!
Burn the Bible!
Burn the ‘Gita!
Burn those lies
that aspire to holiness.
Burn every image of a prophet


3. Sacrifice

If there is a need for destruction, for Isaac
to be bound or Ali to be killed again,
then let those lambs be offered freely! Their
pulsing hearts ripped from their chest
and offered to the sun. Let the gnarled olive trees
and sinewy scented cedar roots be the fuel
to burn their corpses completely.

If there are shards of bones let vultures
take them skyward, near to the heavens,
like Daedalus drawn to the sun, let the
vultures devour and digest each
molecule of vitriolic bile and hatred.

If religion is the root of insanity
that is killing our world--
then I say:

Tear down the Holy City of Jerusalem!
Destroy the dome of St. Peter!
Bulldoze Mecca!
Crush the Kaaba to dust!
Level the Temple Mount’s walls!


Burn the Koran!
Burn the Bible!
Burn the ‘Gita!
Burn those lies
that aspire to holiness.
Burn every image of a prophet

4. Salvation

But
will the destruction of the word
return us once again to Spirit

to the instant when god first took clay,
moistened it with a kiss, blessed it with
a breath, and set it free?

In place of a cross, let it be a common pebble;
where once a mosque let it be a glade and a river;
let the Chuppas once more be the sky itself,
and a prayer - let it be spoken as -- Love.