Birmingham Alabama to Qana Lebanon
Poem & artwork by Claire Carew
How do I
restore your dignity my innocent sweet?
How do I
give you my salute, my hug, my final kiss?
hold you in my arms
the bombs, raining
sing you a song,
baby don’t you cry
sing you a lullaby
baby close your eyes
standing by your side
I reel from your face
in knots, my head in a daze
I glanced at
your lifeless bodies smeared
shattered to pieces
invaded these human beings?
really believe that your deaths weren’t
We all know
in warped ancient lies
You, you out
there who supports this destruction
sleep peacefully last night?
hands washed in blood of the innocent ones
from your ivory tower
with madness you plummet
children lives with air strikes
When are we
going to demand a ceasefire
Lebanese Israeli border?
airports, homes and refuge shelters
country hostage, creating terror,
calling their children crying on cell phones
scrambles to get out of Lebanon
vacation visiting with family celebrating
countries governments stayed
getting their citizens out
delayed, then called off the rescue ships
is too dangerous
government sits with pizza and pop
“Unfortunate circumstances” and “Measured
Kofi Anan how did you two get mixed up in a
mess like this?
African-American sister do you remember
bombed a church, in 1963 children killed
attending Sunday school
Collins, Carole Robertson, Cynthia Wesley
and Denise McNair.
Then what is
Birmingham to Qana Lebanon
lives blown to pieces
only shattered lives,
Farouk age 7
Fatima 7 months old
plastic bags with scribbled names for ID
contorted broken bodies lie lifeless in
knows the horrors you faced in your final
hungry, thirsty on dirty filthy rooms
dragged up for the world to see
Is it out of
jealousy that they bomb, target and kill?
know, countries find peace like this.
How do I
restore your dignity your humanity?
Do I paint
your beautiful face?
your loved ones?
How do they
carry on with you gone?
Yet I see a
glimmer of hope in the face of the world’s
family, love for kin
airports, bus stations and ferry docks
flowers and teddy bears
and parents hugging not arguing
Mommy caressing babies
Lovers in a
Now this is
the true human race
unto to you my innocent sweet
you in her arms
Sings you a
short but not sweet
unto you in your eternal sleep
Peace Peace Peace