secularavatar: May 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
The Protestant Boycott of the UN Conference on Racism, 2009

“The West wants a Jewish state”. – Canon Naim Ateek

The Canon’s puzzled he just can’t dig
Western commitment’s old, it’s big
They “want” a Jewish State for sure
Palestinians must endure

An ancient and religious quirk
Covenant holy (God’s the clerk)
He granted thus the sacred deed
To real estate, the West’s agreed

Included in the print so fine
Just Jews and Protestants (don’t you whine!)
The land is theirs, there’s no dispute
So suck it up! Bow down, salute!

It’s no surprise they’ve lined a-row
Protestant states have got the dough
(At least for now, but who can tell
What’s down the road? Financial hell?)

Israel blew the opening whistle
At all reluctance they did bristle
“Let’s go, line up, don’t hesitate!
We’ll smear you with the brush of hate!”

The US led the snarling pack
(Even with a Prez who’s black)
Germany cried out “Jawohl!”
And joined the Protestant patrol

Snubbing thus Durban II
Along came Swedes, New Zealand too
Australia and Canadians
Fell into line, got with the plan

Eager Dutch did tag along
Calvinism shared, they all belong
Except for dear orange Silvio
The odd man out, what does that show?

A teenager longing to be cool
Italy’s exception proves the rule
And the rule is that the West doth want,
A Jewish State, their faith they flaunt

Enlightenment they recommend
To black and brown they condescend
But they themselves do hope and pray
The “Holy Land” is theirs each day

Racism? Nah, it ain’t important
Gaza genocide doesn’t daunt
These WASPs unite behind their creed
With Johnny Calvin they’re agreed

Amalekites are who they fear
They tremble lest they draw too near
And property is their core measure
Toxic assets they dearly treasure

God did give them Palestine
Eternally, decree divine
Tough luck you folks indigenous
You’re the Other, you’re Unblest

And so we now can clearly see
Judeo-Protestant solidarity
The boycott shows without a doubt
Politics driv’n by the devout

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Voldemort in Gaza

Operation “Cast Lead”

He went down to Gaza to play games
Spinning a dreidel that spits bullets
Into brains, a children’s toy
That kills children
In the Locked Kindergarten

Lo! The Pureblood Flight of Death is airborne
His word is law; you are nothing, Ay-rabs
Starving infants clinging to a mother’s corpse
Drugged cockroaches
Disobey him? He’ll cast lead wrath at you

Happy Hanukkah!

He chose the dreidel with care
As his holy symbol of madness and death
Activating dark marks everywhere
Tingling, burning
Commanding utter obedience

“Hey! Step into line, I mean YOU!
Blood is thicker than water
Thicker than the blood of The Other
Omerta binds us
Back me up on this one or else”

Each time he looks from the window of your house
And sees your eyes, watches you
Tending a garden, carrying your child
Fury washes over him
The enormity plucks at his skin, pricks his sanity

So he spins the dreidel in a burning white cloud
He walls you out, expels you and kills you so he can forget
Eighty long years of theft and murder
Soothed with leaden gelt
That’s a whole lot of guilt

He was the Death Wish sprung from spurious texts
Disguised as rosy-cheeked Pioneer
Long before the Holocaust
He lurked under a stone
Lusted after your groves and your fields

Loyal to your foolish ancient code of hospitality
You invited him into your homes
With forked tongue he lapped at your coffee
Inventoried your furniture
Adding photos and maps: The Village Files

He noted down the names of those
Who had resistance in their hearts
Sorted in order of priority to be dealt with later
(They were)
He’s still making a list and checking it twice

With malice aforethought he planned the heist
How many commandments violated?
A sullen Charleton Heston holds stone tablets
Like tombstones
In front of a Mississippi court house

Thou shalt not steal, lie or covet
Oh man, did he ever covet: Cities, villages, houses
Wells, herds, crops, shrines, arbors, stones, your very lifeblood
Stole a whole country
For he is the Jealous God

See how smooth he is, his mouth gaping with lies?
Crying and shooting is what he does best
Bokhim ve-yorim; another children’s game
Boo-hoo, I’m a victim!
Bang-bang, you’re dead!

Amiri Baraka knows what is required:
Assassin poems
Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
Poems that shoot guns
Put it on him, poem!

So I aim a poem at Voldemort and his minions
O dreidel-spinners in Gaza!
Remorse has moved beyond your reach
O criminals! O sons of criminals!
The bullets of this poet* are surely coming for you:

“Here upon your chests we shall remain
Like the glass and the cactus in your throats
A fiery whirlwind in your eyes
Our roots are entrenched deep in the earth
Like twenty impossibles
We shall remain
We shall remain”

*Tawfiq Zayyad, Here We Will Stay

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