>The Place Which Does Not Exist Poem by Abdul Wahab

You might have seen
Two legged living kite

Called dove, the symbol of peace
But perhaps not the trap by which

The dove is caught
Kept in an iron chest

The key is dissolved away
In the stomach of a shark

And peace has been caged
Deported to a place where

Trees bear money instead of fruit
If you dig the soil rises up only blood

People eat flesh
Drink molten gold

This place I hope
in reality does not exist

You might have heard
The hooting of poet Owen's owl

the symbol of wisdom
I searched frantically

But did not find it
out side of his hotel

People say
It has been, too, dumped

In the trenches
Of the battle field