The Execution Poem by Nizar Sartawi

The Execution

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Here they come
the frequent trespassers of this terrain
in their tattered truck
The heavy black boots
step down

Their helmets on
and safety glasses
their ear muffs
thick face shields
and Kevlar chaps
they march forward
with calculated steps

There she stood –
a lone giant Lizzab tree
an old green fortress –
as the gang approached

They sized her up
they measured and marked
and then the
saw
so big so sharp
whirring
whining
grinding
until the mountains quivered with dread at
the cracking
the crashing
the crunchy bone breaking

The Execution
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: trees
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 25 October 2015

It looks like an eye witness account of a cold blooded murder. Yes, the murder of a tree. Thanks for such a phenomenal poem.

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Nizar Sartawi 26 October 2015

Such a warmly-written comment, apparently by a person who passionately supports the preservation of our planet ransacked by the enemies of nature.. and humanity too.

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Paul Warren 25 October 2015

Man against nature and killing something that can be converted into money. Thankyou

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Nizar Sartawi 26 October 2015

Just I want to add a couple of words by Zulfa, my wife sitting beside me: Man against himself, she suggests.

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Nizar Sartawi 26 October 2015

Yes Paul, man against nature, regrettably when man has no reason to be in that position.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 October 2015

Wisely and nicely depicted with marvellous collocation. An intensive poem I like most. Thanks for sharing. - - -10

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Nizar Sartawi 23 November 2016

Thank you Kumarmani. Happy that you like it

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Sarta, Palestine
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