My brothers and sisters
Slaughtered
Nutrient deprived
Shriveled and
Clinging to the bone
Like the olives
Flung from
Ancient branches
Sawed-off
To burn for warmth
Drying out in the
Blazing sun
Collective
Human history
Wiped away
Buried and ashed
Like under mighty Pompeii
Only ash keeps falling
From the hearts of greedy men
Lava flowing from mouths
Spewing vitriolic hate
How are my decimated eyes
Not supposed to constantly
Weep night long
Throughout the endless
Fear drenched day
When no sound is reaching
Bright burning ears
Only bigotry and evil
Shaken, served over ice
With a float of pure venom
Lit afire
For a powerful display
I beg, I pray
Free Gaza
Make today
Their Independence Day
K.B. Silver
The propaganda war over Palestine has been one of the most horrifying things about the current genocide. The idea that people would complain about using tax dollars to send basic sustenance to people starving to death, not hungry, not poor, starving to death, is abhorrent. It absolutely shocks and terrifies me. Especially when tax dollars have been funding their systematic murder since long before October 7, 2023.
Of course, it is sick and hypocritical and all of those other things for it to have happened, but it doesn't change the fact it needs to happen. It doesn't change the fact it needs to end. We can't bow to the sunk cost fallacy in the genocide of an entire people; we have to let go of the concept of what it costs to feed people or end a war and start thinking of what it costs to lose human lives. I posted this on Medium originally over a year ago. The situation has fluctuated, but it has only worsened.
To believe there will be no consequences for the inhumanity and wickedness is the ultimate delusion of greed and arrogance. I don't believe in the philosophical concept of Hell. There is no loving God that would do such a thing; hell is a place on earth, Hell is in Gaza, and people have made it so.
K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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Such wonderfully terrible imagery here. It’s hard to make art out of horror, but sometimes necessary to touch the ones creating the nightmare.