Behind Mount Sinai | Write Out Loud Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Behind Mount Sinai
On the asphalted road to a seaside town there is a hole in
the road, a nasty hole a car hitting it could have a bad puncture.
A rocket, albeit a puny one, caused this.
Fired by people who will not take no for an answer they refuse
to acknowledge this grand scale theft of their country.
Well, one has the right to defend oneself, so bombs, rockets fall
on a tiny piece of land no bigger then fly dropping on a map.
When Arab pride and goliath are sated there will be peace but
the underlying causes of this ritual and one-sided bloodshed will
never go away till goliath sees sense he is not David with a sling
fighting the whole world in the odd belief he is both the chosen and
the persecuted people. Jerusalem was promised to the Jews,
but not them alone; the pledge was made by Jewish soothsayers,
who knew when a lie is told often enough it becomes a truth.