work it


oh ya,,, work it, babe,,,
work it.

oh ya,,, strut your stuff, babe,,,
strut your stuff.

oh ya,,, make ‘em come, babe,,,
come,,, join the idf.

oh ya,,, make ‘em come, babe,,,
come,,, join the idf.

oh ya,,, work it babe,,,
work it.


 see: LINK


rubble and dust


Dr. Nasser al-Tatar, shining example
of selflessness and humanity,
worked continuous shifts for six days
in Gaza’s Al-Shifa hospital;
…when he finally went home,
Dr. Nasser al-Tater, 
watched as his home
where he had lived for 30 years—
was being bombed into rubble and dust
in less than one minute,
by an American F-16 ‘Falcon Fighter’ jet,
given to Israel by American tax payers…




Israelis stand on a hill overlooking the Gaza enjoying the Israeli onslaught on defenseless Gazans, on July 12, 2014

Our wounds are a photo op
for the occupiers
of Our Land
who love to collect
photographs of

Front seats please. Hebron squatters from Brooklyn watching the #Gaza show

we interrupt regular programming, for a reality check

 Before Sahir’s Murder,

He was playing and smiling next to his mother when missile shrapnel divided his head:

Saher Abu Namous-rip Gaza father asking his dead son to wkae up and see the toy he got him

Gaza father begs his son, Saher Abu Namous, 
To wake up, and see the toy
He bought him.

Watch this Video,
If it upsets your fragile sensitivity,
I apologize for asking you to watch
The raw, unadulterated truth…
No sugar coating to shield you
From the Hell that is life in Gaza
Under Slaughter and SiegeSS = Fourth Reich… Israel


Palestinian mourners carry the body of four-year-old boy Sahir Abu Namus, during his funeral in Jabalia

rough winds do not shake me


I do not croon
Like other night owls,—
Exile has taught me
Patience and resistance.

I know my homeland,
Palestinian hymns are
Bayonets of wildflowers,—
Is lightning’s ovation.




I will soothe you and heal you,
I will bring you roses.
I too have been covered with thorns.


—Jalāl-ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī


We are so clumsy with pain


We are so clumsy with the pain
of other people
we – so full of comfort, so content
to toss our velvet-coated words
like crusts to beggars – fail to diagnose
the nausea others feel for trite maxims
moving without concern and suffering
from ones who know starvation

— Ralph Wright




~ quick winged ~ change of direction ~ 
banish false flag deception— 
redeem straight, the holy grail of affection.