Excerpted from   –   Children of the Stone

Gaza
And for the children of the stone
Intefadeh
Comes now after children dying alone
Silence
As he kneels here to kiss the ground
Years of penance
Forty six years have brought this moment around
Joyous
The cheers now in place of wailing
Delirious
The crowds.  They, their returning chief hailing
Old square
Where parliament sat long ago
Not quite prepared
For seventy thousand wanting to know
Facing
History still lying heavy here
Events placing
Here.  The blood and misery of those dear…

   -gl-