Genevieve Cora Fraser: Two Palestine Poems
Palestine under Siege SOS Please
By Genevieve Cora Fraser
He had just left school
In
the old city neighborhood
In Jerusalem an
Israeli
Settler drove his car
Over this youth
Death
hovered a week
Then settled
She, a
Hebron
Senselessly beaten
Battered beauty
Beneath
the settlers
Fists as IDF soldiers
Watched on
unconcerned
Executions against the Wall
Live fire on
peaceful protests
Dead are the dreams of peaceful
means
When the world reaction is to yawn
The Fourth
Geneva
Convention of 1949
Please reconvene
Take
effective means
Grave breaches
Conditions
Deteriorate
Starvation, thirst,
disease
Continued siege
My God why
Have you
forsaken us
To the brutality of Thine
own?
Israel Offers Peace to Palestine
(2004 Commencement
Forecast)
By Genevieve Cora Fraser
His
bullet ridden self
Penetrated
The consciousness
Of
few media outlets
As blood oozed
Out he
stared
Blankly
As his executioners
Laughed he
slid
Out of their grasp
Death closed the door
To
his torment
Medics held at bay
By IDF
weapons
Looked on as the IDF
Did their job
Death is
their tool
Of choice
For winning
peace
Everlasting
For Palestinians
Palestine's child
Just five was run-over
By a speeding
Settler
Tiny bones cracked
Eyes squished
Flesh
squeezed
By the settler's tires
Served him
right
For getting in the way
Of the Settler
Is the
way of g-d's justice
Claiming death over life
For
non-Jews
In the way
Of our rights
Resistance will
not
Be tolerated
Children
Picking
stones
Gunned down
Starved
Farmers fear
Groves
uprooted
Blasted wells
Reservoirs, water pipes
Are
for Jews
Not Palestinians
Unfit to live
In Israel's
right of way
A way Zion grants only
To the chosen
people placed
In the garden
Given to
Jews
Alone
Bullets sprayed the Wall
Crowded with
Palestinian
Sympathizers Palestinian
Protesters
A
Jew
Hit by a Jewish bullet
No way to tell the
difference
Between the traitor
Jew and
Palestinian
Rafah, Jenin,
Nablus, Gaza, all
Buzzed
by bullets
Bombs, thunder of jet
Fighters
Giant
treads grinding
Scooping, blasting
Lungs, hearts,
brains
Sinew
Collapsed in the dust
Drenched in the
blood
Of the lamb
They sank lost in chaos
In
annihilation's smile
Sharon is Glorious
His Zenith
Redeemed
For History Death is Glory
When the prize is
Palestine cleansed
Of Palestinians
If you stop
terrorizing Israel
Israel will grant you Peace
Behind
a walled silence
We hold the key
To our security
Silence, silence, silence
Grants you peace
Of the
grave