Q Questions in the interest of science Quick glance of unconcerned wisdom
Silver and gold, trays of brass
There are no innocents here
Soldiers’ piss warm like blood, falling
This is how you make the land yours
T
This was policy not a joke
Quickly enough when the flesh falls off
The bullet in her riddled heart
Quirky tweaking of our private will
The crowning glory of our genius
R
The rot of loved ones’ corpses
Remains of a suicide bomber
To bring you up to modernity To drive them out of our memories To make you a new nation
S
The soldiers take over the roof
Sacrifice given despite perseverance
Their orange groves burned
Sand bag terraces, hunker down
They defecate in kitchen sinks, in pots and pans
Uproot their pomegranate trees
Scattered in cardboard boxes
They defecate on computers, on children’s beds
Urinated into dozens of water bottles
Set it on fire when you’re done
They want you to bow like a slave
Truth stripped of its cloak of time U
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