Friday, December 9, 2011

The Uprising Home and the Stone

(This poem was written in 1988)

On the lot we own
50’ by 125’ surrounded by stone
Seven rooms house two
My conscience tells me that is too few

In front there is a driveway
In back we harvest the land as we may
Our furniture is brand new
And of course the living room has an adorable view

Water comes from the faucet
New clothes fill the closet
Two bathrooms are a luxury
The wall pictures make a wonderful memory

The washer does away with the clothesline
The thermostat controls the temperature just fine
The carpet on the floor keeps our feet warm
The brick house protects us from the storm

Our house has given us a sense of insulation
But are we really free from the oppression and occupation
Can we really be that far away
From the stone being thrown everyday

Should we purchase another phone
Or donate the money to our people who throw the stone
Can we cut down on meat
And donate the money for our people to eat

O’yes we must give
We must give for as long as we live
For it could have been us
Living in that unholy mess

(  © Copyright, Fadi Zanayed.  Publication or distribution of this material is allowed provided its content is not altered and the source and its author are cited.)

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