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I could have been an under study,

or worse, and under dog, or what

about being under the weather, or

Under Milk Wood, or in Co. Sligo

Under Ben Bulben with W.B.Yeats,

or Under The Board Walk, down by

the sea, in southern Norway dining,

with sharks, from The Underworld!



Ps.

Under, is a submersed restaurant in

Norway. Google It.
.   You cannot anchor a nation

     and prevent them ebbing or

   flowing from haven to harbour


You cannot silence their fog horns.


You cannot quench their furnace

embers, or harness winds, which

    semaphore their existence.


                            🇵🇸
Significant rise in *******

transplants across Europe.


Donors are being offered

generous sums of Shekels.


Some countries are advising

nationals against accepting.


The Israeli government are

now saying it is anti-semitic.
.       What Would Heaney Say?

                           🇵🇸
                            
        I say, say, because if he was

      there witnessing this Holocaust

     in dust, his nib would be clogged,

       just as tears welled up behind

                 dammed eyelids,

            (permanently blinked)

   So how could he write, even, if the

   pen’s ink was flowing through one

        of his metaphorical arteries,

                        severed!
.           At The Tattooist


     How much would the flag

      of Palestine cost to me?


  " Who would charge a child

     to fly her kite in the wind,

  or whom, in their right minds

    would think to tax the tides,

    and why expect a fee from

      a river to flow to the sea "


   A gift sir, it was my pleasure

to witness you share their pain.
If I was to write a note about pain,

should it be loud or muted, in upper

or lower case and which colour ink.


Should it have a ps composed by

by a pp and should it mention AA

the higher power or Echart Tolle.


What about voices or committees in

the head or speaking to Jo, on anon

at The Samaritans after midnight.


Should I mention Virginia Woolf's

words on the station platform in

The Hours (before the train came).


Should I take a leaf out of the book

by Michael Cunningham, find a high

window and become a deciduous

                                                      ­                
                                                                ­    





                                                           ­  poet.
With guitar chords D, A & G & C
Capo Fret 2.


      There’s no an-gel-us      D

        or no bel-fry’s, any-       A

                 more                    G

    There’s no call to prayer   D

  there’s no min-ar-ets, just   A

                  gore                    G

And you're (rescent moons  C

             have sirens              G

And you're (rescent moons   C

             have sirens              G

         A tsunami tide of          D

      a genocide on your         A

                 shore                   G

        A tsunami tide of           D

      a genocide on your         A

                shore                    G

And you're (rescent moons C

            have sirens               G

And you're (rescent moons   C

           have sirens                G

       No place to hide             D

there’s no inside, there’s       A

             no door                     G

And you're (rescent moons   C

           have sirens                 G

And you're (rescent moons   C

          have sirens                 G

  Somewhere in the din        D

   you’re next of kin is           A

            crying                       G

   Beneath the ruins              D

  you’re only child is              A

             lying                         G

And you're (rescent moons    C

        have sirens                   G

And you're (rescent moons   C

       have sirens                    G

While the world looked on     D

and saw no wrong, you were A

            dying                         G

While the world looked on      D

and saw no wrong you were  A

            dying                          G

And you're (rescent moons   C

          went silent                  G

And you're (rescent moons   C

         went silent                   G

            (fading)

And you're (rescent moons   C

          went silent                 G

And you're (rescent moons   C

         went silent.                  G


Ps

Song for Gaza
Crescent moons are on Ambulances in Gaza.
Hence the reference to Sirens
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