The Statue of Liberty weeps into her un-
Bombed harbor. She cries, “Send me your
Double-amputee orphans. Your newborn babies—
Burned to the bone. Your occupation tortured teens.
Your breastfeeding mothers and atrophying elders.
Send me your surviving surgeons, journalists, teachers,
Bakers … Send me resilient stories, soulful songs and
Lovely poems about 2.4 million displaced, starving and
Irrepressible People … Resisting non-stop …”
“But, please, don’t send me a vaudeville vampire
Sharpening shrapnel fangs! Don’t send the Exalted
Cyclops of Ethnic Cleansing, burning white phosphorus
Crosses on Capitalist Hill, and debating kickbacks on
More 2000 lb. bombs …
Please, don’t send me a human fragmentation grenade—
An AI-operating Eichmann—skunk-washing, gaslighting
Judas Quisling foreign agents shooting selfies with him!”
“Please, don’t send—for a third time—an apartheid state
Pimp to morally emaciated men and women on Capitalist Hill!
Don’t send a genocidal fiend to feed coquettish congress members
Uranium-enriched talking points … Arm-robbing fruits of our labor …”
“Please, don’t send a walking war crime to incite Jack-in-the-box-
Johnny Jump-Ups to leap to cloven feet, clapping their hands raw!
Johnny Jump-Ups applauding weaponization of water! Celebrating
Settler-barbarians destroying food/enforcing famine/slow motion death!
“Send me mass movements of millions! Militant enough to declare
Capitalist Hill a crime scene! Staunch enough to wrap it in yards of
Yellow tape—stretching War House to White Supreme Court! Send
Me mass movements of millions … Robust enough to arrest the most
Moral mass murdering mutha-fukkka in the
World!”
© 2024. Raymond Nat Turner, The Town Crier. All Rights Reserved.
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