A Sonnet For Gaza by Kevin Williamson
A SONNET FOR GAZA Shalom. This is not a time for clandestine poets to hurl shoes over Jericho's fortified walls. Stay calm. The stench of exploding verse will not deter the invading tanks of Saul. You bragged that the lost tribe of Israel would not be dragged through the eye of a needle. There would be corrective fury. An iron heel. An eye for an eyelash. A fire truly biblical. So you came in Numbers. The Genesis of hate. Judges and Kings till the Job was complete. Holy revenge against David's puny catapult. Daniel dismembered by the lion's savage maul. When you heard the words "suffer little children" did you think it was one of the Ten Commandments?