POEM: Waist, A Way?

Anytime a child starves to death it is a catastrophic moral failure of humanity. Feed Gaza. End the genocide. Free Palestine.

Waist, A Way?

“I’ll say to myself, ‘You have plenty of grain laid up for many years. Take life easy; eat, drink and be merry.’ But God said to him, ‘You fool! This very night your life will be demanded from you.'” Luke 12:18-20

“…and a little child will lead them.” Isaiah 11:6

As fat cats grow
More well too due
Razing the bar
Of waist, a way
Ours is the time
Their is a child
In Gaza
Wasting away
Who had some food on their plate
The child next did not
The child first
Shared their food
They will die together
Sharing the same breath
That is
The breath of God
In a whirled
Of bastards
Where their will be
Others
A child first
Soul intact
Agin this whirled
Repleting death
The bar is set
Lo, as awe consuming fauxs
And idol drunkenness
Make marry
What is demanded of them?
To knight they die?!
Yet nobility peers not
As sum mighty master
But as a child
A testing
To the way

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