Brother Against Brother Poem by Tony Adah

Down the road
There are checkpoints
And there are vigilante
Perhaps peace will come
Not in Nablus
Where there's a tearful stab
And a gruesome shot
Where the occupied want the occupier go
And the occupier wants
The occupied tamed and calm
Life here can be real good
It is not the knife or the gun
That makes trouble reign
It is the weapons the hearts nurture
For knives and guns away can be thrown
Not like the heart sheltered
In the rib cage.