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The Color of Someday


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The Color of Someday

by Vincent R. Pozon

The poem is based on events in Gaza:


"A group of children go to the sea, escaping the bombs. They swim and play, mindless of Israeli warships off shore. Missiles hit them. Four die."
- Mohammed Sulaiman@GazaSubaltern

Today I saw a picture of a weeping Palestinian man holding a plastic bag of meat. It was his son. He’d been shredded by an Israeli missile attack – apparently using their fab new weapon, flechette bombs – hundreds of small steel darts packed around explosive which tear the flesh off humans. He was 4 years old.
- Brian Eno speaking at the National Demonstration for Gaza


It is the color of clothes aghast,
of veiled mothers with frozen mouths
thumping chests with eyes to deaf sky.

A mile away, the angry jew waves
his hand with the flourish of humph,
and children on a beach vanish

Here bullets shred, a father carries
the body of his child in a bag
normally for frozen tenderloin

How many springs of this color still
lie quiet? It blooms, from fathers to sons
to many, the color of reckoning.


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