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POEM: Today In Palestine

Today in Palestine

Returning to rubble isn’t going home.
It’s a start, though.

Streets filled with skulls, many with
sniper holes in the foreheads,
aren’t streets for children.
It’s a start, though.

Flattened schools, bombed-out hospitals,
dust that chokes the lungs,
turning the world gray;
this isn’t victory.
It’s a start, though.

Here in the “first world” –
so named for our self-regard
rather than our advancement –
we bear the guilt, the blood,
the shattered lives of millions.
This ceasefire will not repay that debt.
It’s a start, though.

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19 January 2025
Charlottesville VA

Published in My poems Palestine Poem-A-Day 2025 Poetry

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