Terry O'Leary Poet Rhyme

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The Holy Land neath hammer blows -

is this what Jesus prophesied:

when sad-sack’s hanged like mistletoes

the sightless see a suicide;

when thousands fall like dominoes

the blind deny it’s homicide;

when women fry in thermal throes

the gents reject it’s femicide

when rockets slaughter embryos

the fools forget it’s feticide

when children die and decompose

the dullards doubt infanticide;

when bodies burn with afterglows

no one concedes it’s genocide.

Whichever way the west wind blows

leaves morals dangling, crucified…

The Holy Land

The Holy Land neath hammer blows -
           is this what Jesus prophesied:
when sad-sack’s hanged like mistletoes
           the sightless see a suicide;
when thousands fall like dominoes
           the blind deny it’s homicide;
when women fry in thermal throes
           the gents reject it’s femicide
when rockets slaughter embryos 
           the fools forget it’s feticide 
when children die and decompose
           the dullards doubt infanticide;
when bodies burn with afterglows
           no one concedes it’s genocide.
Whichever way the west wind blows
           leaves morals dangling, crucified…

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