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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