I learned these names today:
Leigh R. Tate, Jeffrey E. York
The terrorists in suits
can smell the end of days.
The question is:
how can we keep the legions of hell at bay,
when so many monsters already live among us?
The post-colonial arc bends,
inevitably, towards the horizon
Long shadows on the grass
In an insane world,
the only weapon left is insanity.
But the reality of a world beyond the West
is a phoenix.
Black propaganda
has become a translucent mirror.
It’s harder to kill somebody you can identify with…
….and learn their names:
Hana, Fatemeh, Reza, Arya, Ali, Zahra, Ahmad, Hamed, Fatemeh, Mahdis, Athena, Amirghasem, Fatemeh, Arad, Saman, Fatemeh, Nadia, Parham, Mahmoud, Fatemeh, Amir-Hassan, Zahra, Mohammadhatam, Asna, Benyamin, Mohammad-Sadra, Maryam, Liana, Mandana, Sara, Zoha, Esra, Salma, Fatemeh, Zahra, Mahna, Athareh, Alireza, Mohammadreza, Samira, Ehsan, Fatemeh, Zeynab, Mohammad, Reza, Athena, Khadijeh, Roqayyeh, Reza, Marzieh, Mohammad-Mehdi, Mohammadian, Ali-Akbar, Hananeh, Fereshteh, Mohammad-Ali, Parsa, Arina, Makan, Esra
The first stanza is a paraphrase of a page taken from a Judge Dredd comic and there are links to an article paraphrased at Equator.org as well as Joe Nichols blog ‘Sacred Mischief’. At the start, this poem names the two people accused of dropping the bombs in Minab, Iran, that killed 170 children, 61 of whom are named at the end of the poem.
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
