Monday, September 8, 2014

I will not dance with Miriam




I will not dance with Miriam,
nor sing her triumph song.

The winners have written
their history; victorious

but confronting.
Scrape away its many layers:

racism, nationalism, vengeance,
religious superiority, triumphalism,

indiscriminate killing,
no thought for the bereaved.

Not much grace,
even less forgiveness;

and the Almighty is conscripted
to justify the hatred.

It could be set in Palestine,
twenty-fourteen.

No.

I will not dance with Miriam,
nor sing her triumph song.


© Ken Rookes 2014

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