Alchemisland

Soon the lions

In hiding, the brave time-biding Waiting for the right time Waiting for the fight No battle lines They are all lions Everyone in Ireland minds We fall in behind The side that’s right And righteous in the face of wicked might The smiting hand of daylight oppression Enshadows Palestinian sands

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Israelity

And then all eyes turned from the west To the desert, and all the mess And the mist, the misgivings The missiles whipping in the wind Payloads delivered which never miss Buildings quivering, the land sick duly shivers Whose pockets do we check for 30 silvers? And yet some hope lingers Some silver sliver visible …

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Sinless Nations

Obviously a sinless nation Throwing that many stones A prolonged illegal occupation Another bloodhungry throne Eagerly, easily stolen from the open throated There is no more open road.

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East-splitting rockets

Since when did Heaven Have such tall railings From silos, missiles craning Their source Israeli Earth once again shaking A sore on the face of supposed grace Chosen race have chosen disgrace Stop the invasion, stop the occupation Stop the arms stocks, stop the erasure.

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OUTNIGHTS

Getting maw from a broad Getting my face plastered on broadsheets I’m selling acid sheets on O’Connell Street She’s treating me, beating me off on the street Athena adrenalizing my meat No penalising this surprising penis size, drill her on the side table Grilling sausages later, ate her then ate every plate in the refrigerator…

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