When I awoke this morn alone,
As in the twitching of an eye
The room grew colder than a crypt –
My soul with abject fear was gripped.
Then feel and hear and join did I
The ghastly global Doomsday moan.
Jerusalem
10 June 1992
When I awoke this morn alone,
As in the twitching of an eye
The room grew colder than a crypt –
My soul with abject fear was gripped.
Then feel and hear and join did I
The ghastly global Doomsday moan.
Jerusalem
10 June 1992
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