1. What Do You Talk About My Land?
disorderly, diseased, man-melting sapphire in my land
take from me what you want, all of us kayar in my land.
we breed obscenity, we free-fall from the heavens,
why then your idol, my idol, paroled in my land?
beck and call at seven, wake up my marshalled beloved
time to patrol, barefoot and drowsy and a little greasy in my land.
i hope to make a scene, salvage some thrown coins
where is he? where is abraham who promised me my land?
fake ancestral shops looted, the embers still glow gold
a thousand batons evaded, death’s grown obsolete in my land.
talon’s eight edges, tightened around my dream vision
dilapidated arabic houses, dome & arch broken in my land.
i shall leave without confessing my bitter monstrosities
what is truth? what truth? truth? -everyday asked mistaken in my land.
dreamchild, you cannot scamper to freedom, unaided & limping
you need my prosthetics, unnamed un-weaponized ancient in my land.
no-man’s land is defamed without reason, kaafir
men and women and children prohibited from staying in my land.