Warsaw
The resistance was fierce
the jews
brutal
and ingenious
their networks of tunnels
their stores of of weapons
the underdog
damned to extermination
and fighting till the end
honor, dignity, pride, life – actually

Hamas puts bombs in babies heads when they’re born
in case your american misslies can’t find them
everyone wants them dead for their own right reasons
lest they grow up to become poets, mothers, lovers

Gaza
the resistance was fierce
the jews
muslims, christians
brutal
the indigenous
fighting for life, actually
in their networks of tunnels
weapon caches strategically placed

Zionist implants unimprovised explosive devices
in the heads of their aliyah children
right of return to hellacious lands
where love had her first fight
and will die fighting
licking the luscious last drops of blood
from the mosque floor
breathing in the last ashes of the dead
jews, muslims, christians
poets, mothers, lovers

the only thing
I have from you
is this sliver of the reflection of your face
in this chard of the mirror
from your bedroom