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Arabs and Zionist Abrahamic

We can them assemble,
For they still resemble.
It won't things dissemble
Nor the whole world crumble
Nor Men cause to amble...

They won't burn like bramble
From moves to assemble:
While others Adamic,
Both also Abrahamic:
Not one part Semites,
And the other Hamites...

Sure,some voice would grumble,
"A Meant Bull!" mumble:
Risks of death's preambles,
For Union a shambles...

Arabs and Zionists:
Their least loved unionist...

Hired a Wrong Lawyer

Between us now a big dam:
When one weighs it: big gram!
I've just declined his fat ram;
Today, returned his fat yam
And it was a blow - A Bam!
No more his sweets in mouth cram
Arab against Uncle Sam:
On his high ways: Traffic Jam!...

Demanded parcels he'd got
To a friend buffet in court:
Tenant nuisance out to harm
Show The Law's

Off To Church Half Nude

Laughing more than necessary
And beginning from Beginning,
Jane about Joan and accessory:
"She'd looked like one a game winning,
Her blouse ungodly and real scary;
To even far - off eyes lots meaning,
Warden to reject stories fairy:
Breasts like ones a new baby weaning,
Still, a nose ring but bare back
And as she walked oft looked back...
"Are these what you might

Satanology 8 Satan and Jerusalem

Satan can’t leave Holy Jerusalem, 
Rather planning to crowd her with Anselms
But as sooner with warring Salims:
A Theatre of Furnace fueled by felt menace;
Hand-made Arab Bombs for David’s Palace!
Satan is there in Jews’ Holy City
But not there to that idea pity 
Packages that should make God cry ‘’Oh!’’ 
And to Angel Michael ‘’Now, Go!’’
He, Satan,

Linked With Four Arab Terrorist

He does not treasure his link
With four Arab Terrorists:
Men who’d pretended they could think
But for their savage strikes, Humorists…

He shall his thoughts bare and not blink
“His haters now whisky glasses clink
And in The Blue Sky also pick out Pink”.

This is no picture of A Challenged Scenarist,
Rather A Good Nose’s for the smell of An Animist
Off

Man At Gunpoint 2

Some men keep real cool at gunpoint 
Having been swimming in the company of the military,
The nozzles of guns surveying in moments solitary:
Witnesses to soldiers dipping their fingers in wallets
For the purchase of that spitting out the bullets.

Some men keep grinning at gunpoint,
Because at them pistols have been pointed many times
And no ugly story followed

Mahmoud Darwish English Translations

Mahmoud Darwish English Translations of Arabic Poems



Palestine
by Mahmoud Darwish
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

This land gives us
all that makes life worthwhile:
April's blushing advances,
the aroma of bread warming at dawn,
a woman haranguing men,
the poetry of Aeschylus,
love's trembling beginnings,
a boulder covered with moss,
mothers who dance to the flute's sighs,
and the invaders' fear of memories.

This land gives us
all

Tawfiq Zayyad Translation: Here We Shall Remain

Here We Shall Remain
by Tawfiq Zayyad
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Like twenty impossibilities
in Lydda, Ramla and Galilee ...
here we shall remain.

Like brick walls braced against your chests;
lodged in your throats
like shards of glass
or prickly cactus thorns;
clouding your eyes
like sandstorms.

Here we shall remain,
like brick walls obstructing your chests,
washing dishes in your boisterous bars,
serving drinks to our

Why I Hate 9-11 Arab Terrorists More Than I Hate Chauvin

The 9-11 terrorists are lowest scum, for they did their evil against USA and the innocents of this world, in the name of their god. George Floyd and I are as much their victim as we are victims of American racism and hubris.

The 9-11 terrorists gave the White police, then every state in the world

Arab and Berber Traders

In the seven hundreds, we traded salt
Arab and Berber traders
Were gold and ivory graders
Horses and tigers bartering came to a halt
Cloth, swords, and books traded for chocolate malt.

The Arab Cavalry Ride For Locales Damascene, and To Freshen Anew the Long-Vanished Gardens Cordovan

On caparisoned, filleted camels do they 
Over the great, soft, tawny sands 
Ride;
Unfurled flags and tribal standards flown amidst them, 
In the very midst of them-
Of they, who astride great tan camels,
Seem rather scandent and saltant.
These are the irregular, well-armed cavalry of the 
"Men In Ambush," for such is the literal translation of their 
Nation's

Burj Al Arab

A gigantic sail looms, above the sea,
Anchored by steel braces, of creativity,
Start of a journey, from an island beyond the surf,
Into the hour, of the twenty-first century turf.

High above the mast, the yard hangs free,
For ‘sailor guests’ to dine, in exclusivity,
They watch boats set sail, on the sea,
And relinquish the skyline, of an exotic city.

Beyond

Syrian Dreams of the Arab Spring

A pockmarked plane atop the wooden box
tilts as it dips in the Syrian void,
its hollow compartment lining the faults like
a silver ball which never rests but always 
rolls, always weary those worrisome holes
that chisel the quarry to calcified clumps.
Six years spent fighting, flushing freedom
from his nepotistic keep, have rendered al-Assad
a face full of age, nights

Arab Sword Slice

Drogue, Rogue.
Arab beauty.
Special Heir.
Jump up-down.
Slice like an Arab Ninja.
What is the blade?
Sharp point with Arab Brittle.
Separate from the end.
Muller Tick-Tock.
Poison the Tyrant.
Bomb the Oppressors
And, swordplay.

The Arab Spring

The Arab Spring 

Saddam Husain, Mubarak and soon Assad
will go… and we can be jubilant and call it
democracy and freedom. 
But this does not include the Christians,
In Iraq there are hardly any left, in Egypt 
they are under attack and when Assad falls
the Christian Arab will hounded, those who 
are no able to escape…killed. 
The

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