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Poetry Orchids and the three R's by Joy Marston |
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Reaching for the remote as war flickers in the corner. Freeze frame, fast forward to the film. Safely settled on the sofa kids tucked in bed. Centrally heated, double glazed insulated. This armchair arcade war where game over means death and there are only losers. Send money, send toys, send a plaster. Plaster over the cracks as the mote grows blinding. Babies in plastic bags switch over grandmas in bloody rags switch over a flood in the mud switch off. The triumph of passion over logic the racial imperative the pride mentality. The lion hunts the dear fight fear with fear we'll watch from here. Racism, religion, retribution. A bombing solution. Christians bomb Christians Iraqi Muslims offer support to the Muslim cleansers. Isrealies fight along side the Luftwaffer to defend the oppressed says the talk show guest. Ours is media coverage theirs is propoganda. Libel and slander with a world wide stage. Histories page separates goose from gander. All the initials in a row UN, NATO, RUD, IRA, NATZI, KLA, friend and foe. Tractor with trailor in tow. J. Marston |