I wonder how I shall endure
When microlights will fill the skies;
When there’s no desert, hill or shore
Still free from noise and roving eyes.
Jerusalem
5 February 1994
I wonder how I shall endure
When microlights will fill the skies;
When there’s no desert, hill or shore
Still free from noise and roving eyes.
Jerusalem
5 February 1994
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