Avichay took his soap and went to shower
Gaza strip with hellish fire
Avichay
squat in the shower
couldn't scour his back drowned
in nether sweat
Avichay ought to make of his shower
a stark bubble base
and blow more
froth to block out the burning water flow
from his filthy bone
Helpless to beget any soap bubbles;
they were fully frozen,
Avichay had to fuse his blood clot
with the liquid soap of his shower and
to open fire on the neat layers
of the freezing balls
He lighted his Brill Cigar to
see onto the bubbles:
the sky was black
and Avichay was afraid
he might get drinched if he goes out
Instead of the lantern light,
a rocket fire shone in the bubble
and Avichay got cursedly locked in his shower
In shuafat, teens were playing the immortal game
of childhood
on an old lucent see-saw
they were blowing bubbles
They were hearing a tale of resurrection
told by Denise the storyteller
under the fig tree
of Jerusalem
bubbles beget bubbles
Denise said!
Bom bom
Avichay's pained tongue sung
"call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, Mr bombastic"*.
But lost in the derailed shower song
he forgot to bombard the few bubbles
he got
Avichay got jealous on the teens' bubbles
He took his soap and went to shower
Gaza'strip with hellish fire
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*افيخاي أدرعي Avichay Adraee: Israeli Army Spokesman
*Brill Cigar: Israeli Cigar brand
*Mr Bombastic: Song by Jamaican artist Shaggy
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