[lit-ideas] A Monday evening poem

  • From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Mon, 4 Sep 2006 23:32:29 -0700

            Chatting with a fellow patient

 

            "Well that's that!" he said

            Standing up and dusting himself off.

            He obviously thought the Islamists done.

            I thought so too and turned

            When he did and had he not taken

            The brunt of the blast

            Would have been much worse - 

 

            Perhaps as he was, dead.

            They all said it couldn't be helped -

            Those fellows had nothing better to do.

            They were, they said, quite poor

            Except for the bombs and guns.

            They could afford those

            Or perhaps not.  Some said

 

            They were gifts from the Saudis

            Which might be a Bedouin thing.

            What does one need on one's

            Camel if not a bomb and a gun?

            I managed to walk to the end

            Of the hall without falling, quite good,

            As they say.  Everything looks that way.

 

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