Poem 083: And Once Again! Poem by Samer Madbak

And once again, brothers,
I fought
Against my silent soul
Myself
It was a sober war I sought
I found
My holy mothers
How absurd!
Oh how unsound
To be a man of pelf
Of more than all
And less than naught…
And then,
You erred
No bothers!
There you said
In foul pretense,
(And once again
I never stirred)
That I was ever bound
To recommence…
Just because I fled
The killing roll
The craven craven word
The never men!
Having spared a thought
And turned a head
To bless the caterwaul
And praise the august ground
That suckèd down your sense
And bore you dead!


Adelaide
February 25th 1991