Poetry from Daniel De Culla

Skull on a wood floor near toys with a pacifier in its mouth and a yellow baseball cap with a clown and the words Pop, Pop, Pop Music in orange and pink and yellow.

POOR PALESTINE’S CHILDREN AND OTHER WARS

Poor Palestine’ children and other wars!

They tell us about Western Civilization

From the Judeo-Christian Civilization

Of Islamic Civilization

From the East’ civilizations

That are all nothing more than mere nonsense

And obscene lies.

The legitimacy of their gods, buddhas or gurus

It is nothing more than this:

Crime, murders, barbarism, wars

Raising the murderers to the sky

More cruel and evil

That they were born on this Earth.

The warlords feed on the dead

That’s why they traffic so many wars

Coming to snatch nations, countries, lands

Leaving tied or dead

To all those who, in their paths

They find.

These murderous criminals don’t care

Taking children from their mothers

To get drunk with his blood

Catching and capping the father

With a shot in his parts

On the back or the neck.

It is well known that barbarism

Western Jewish Christian

Islamic or Eastern has no limits.

What times were those of Paganism

When they made offerings to the Sun or the Moon

When those humans only knew

To love the animals and species of the Earth

And to the stars in the sky ¡

The gods of our Civilizations

They are trashy and silent

Because no one is left behind.

There have been many

And there continue to be many

Children who die from shrapnel

Bathed in blood

Gifts of Life itself

They don’t deserve death

Because there is no sin in them.

Mama mia!

This is how you live and are born on this Earth.

Damn the anti-abortionists of all religions

Damn the warlords

With toga, miter, crown, fringes

Epaulettes, gallons, sashes

Tiaras or capes

Even that criminal and murderous bunch

Of the common people

Very facultative in rapes and deaths

Defending and wanting to bring

How many children does God give them

 Your damn God

To be fodder for wars.

-Daniel de Culla