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Baby Martyr – A Poem By Angel Falasteen


 Baby Martyr- A poem 

I”m six and seven

And up to eleven,

Then I’m an adult

In an Israeli court

My hands tied in the back of my back

He comes to me with a punch and a sack.

He covers my head with a hood of Zionist stench

Though my belly is tough, it will not flinch.

The noise is loud and pierces my brain.

My pathetic shirt hangs proud with a fresh blood stain.

My poor mother is worried sick, I’m sure.

She burried my brother before me. She will endure.

And my dad too, depression got him in the end

With no home, no land, no olive trees to tend.

I’m in here for days on end

Or is it months or even years, I no longer comprehend.

The noise is too loud

And I can feel the shroud.

He beats me again today

Then its another’s turn to play.

I’m broken now, but I’ll not confess.

I’ll leave my body, let those murdering bastards clean up the mess.

A few more thoughts before I go

I am human. This you must know.

You’d never know it `cause I’m tough as the rocks I throw.

I had hoped to grow a mustache so fine.

Maybe marry Muna. I’d be hers and she’d be mine

Maybe be a father….our children free in Palestine.

 

 

December 30, 2012 - Posted by | Social History, Uncategorized

2 Comments »

  1. I confess that I come to your blog for the pictures of beautiful women in erotic costumes and situations. I don’t share your interest in Edwardian actresses, so I just bypass those. I mention this because I’ve always known your blog is pretty eclectic. But I never expected anything quite like that poem. It blew me away. Thanks for sharing it.

    Comment by XF | December 30, 2012 | Reply

    • Thanks for your comment, I found the poem moving which is why I posted it. I have to confess that the postcards aren’t to everyone’s taste and I have considered reposting them to another site as I’m conscious that some who do enjoy them might be offended by the current mix of postings but I haven’t really had the time.

      Comment by summertime75 | December 31, 2012 | Reply


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