Good Friday 1988 Poem by Joe Rosochacki

How good is Good Friday, to the people of Jerusalem?
The politics, terrorists, victims, fanatics,
Goliath appears to be all but one of them.
And David, throwing stones without a sling, what good will come about?
As you raise your outlawed flag and express your political slogans.
Against the shadow of police-state terror,
What change will that bring?
Even when you clenched your fist and shouted to define your sovereignty,
After all you didn’t the war of ’67,
But now you take the loss.
How good will Good Saturday be? For in fact how joyous will be Easter?
Will peace come as more lives become the coast?
Oh Jerusalem have your people learned at all?
Sticks and stones may some bones but Uzis always kill,
But as David rose against the mighty Philistine
And used his rock in a sling,
So will the new David eventually triumph.
As in the testament of old,
It’s only a matter of time when a stone is replaces by an AK-47,
And Jerusalem will become a hell,
-when it should be a terrestrial heaven.

(4-1988)