An Epitaph

Michael Peach

No “poet” he,
But thinker terse
Who dressed his thoughts
In measured verse.

Jerusalem
9 March 1998

How ironic and poetically just That the blatant ethnic-cleansing And

Could anything ever persuade The fatalistic fundamentalists, Who literalize and

If the complex causes of the catalytic Sado-masochistic syndrome Of

Let’s be straight. Although you deny it, In practice you’ve

Whereas the good and loving One God Endows all humans

Though for many reasons The “two-state solution” Is now dead,