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again and again
falling down on my head
and the dead are too many
to blame
only stones remain
Umm Ahmad wailing
holding a stone in one hand
hitting her face with the other
screaming,
where is my beautiful house
where is my beautiful life
where is my son I am looking for
I have his favourite toy
I found his arms
I found his legs
I can’t find his head
where is my beautiful child
where is my beautiful wife
where is my beautiful house
I am not talking about
talking heads
only stones remain
again and again
falling down on my head
I will rebuild Shuja’aiya
I will rebuild every stone
I will rebuild Beit Hanoun
that al-shaytan Zion destroyed
and the dead are too
many to blame.
Farid S Bitar is a Palestinian-American poet and painter. Born in Jerusalem in 1961, he has lived in exile for 40 years. His most recent book is Screaming Olives (Smokestack Books). 21st-century Poetry is edited by Andy Croft, email [email protected]
