Keep It Simple
If you tell me what you need we can work out a plausible deal, if you tell me what you want we can solve this historical debacle in an unprecedented miracle.
You have been running around the world seeking advice from the clowns when the problem is between me and you and if meet our dreams can come through. They load you up with weapon and prop you up with lyrics and when night comes they seduce you in the dark.
Why are we fighting each other? when we should be living like cultural brothers, why are we fighting each other when we should be sharing like neighbors; me over here and you over there and the multitude living everywhere.
Why it always ends up like this? massacre and useless killings, blood running in the street watering our wet dreams; buildings tumbling on top of each other and fathers running to the emergency room with their son only to find that the doctors are dead and there is no bed to lay the wounded child head. Everything is reduced to rubble and there seems to be no way out of these vicious troubles.
Everyday you bury them in mass graves in the ground that was once the foundation of our beautiful homes, all that memories are gone and they have to cling to the trees and boldly accept the lost; what was once their home have become a blood soaked ground and a battle field that is made up of steel penetrate their homes with hundreds of tunnels running underground.
How much more protest will be held, how much more blood will be shed and how many more babies will have to die in the incubators? when the oxygen runs out and death starts to shout, what will you tell the masters? It pierce me to the core to see the dignitaries going form door to door spitting word of condemnation instead of solving the problems.
If you and your neighbors cannot live in peace and all the time violence is erupted in the street, you have to separate yourself from them and remove the waling wall to end the historical brawl.
You will exchange a pair of shoes and break the broom before noon. You will take two olive plants to the strip and both leaders will kneel and take a dip.
You will sever a young lamb's head and drain the blood in a hole and cover it in the ground. You will both plant an olive tree in the strip to establish eternal peace.
The waring group will bring all its weapon ad pile them up in a heap and you will dismantle them when everyone is asleep. The organization will automatically dissolved and everyone will returned to civilian life.
You will continue with the demolition exercise until every house on the strip has paid the sacrifice. You will use bulldozers and level the land and plants the olive trees peacefully in the sand. Keep it simple and free yourself of all unessary burden.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2023
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