Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Answering Gunther Grass
Gunther better you are silent
Gunther stay silent, let your works collect dust
If you seek to speak lies and betray the trust
About what is obvious truth
The question remains, what has your nation really survived?
Apart a megalomaniac’s vision for a new world
Which left an unfinished thesis of human destruction
In volumes on human suffering for not one, but many nations.
Does not one have the right, when a sword hovers over one’s head
To at least kick the holder right in the balls
(perhaps, groin is more ladylike) for maximum effectiveness
Given that no one wants to come to your aid
Despite your smaller size, therefore you must play dirty
If the other side will not umpire a fair game.
And it is to the world’s shame because we all want the same
A righteous peace and no more innocent blood to stain
The soil of both foreign and birth lands.
You can speak the name Israel if you speak truly
But when you seek to speak lies
The G-D of truth blocks your eyes, stops your mouth,
Because you have stopped your ears to the cries
Of the oppressed peoples in countries ruled by the cruel
Who would twist, destroy and treat as fools
Those who write what they are told
As the ‘loudmouth’ states in bold type
What others like yourself, think
In silent lines unwritten, the thread of deceit is there
For those who care to see, carefully oh, so carefully concealed.
Yes, you do forbid yourself, because you know
That lies are too easy to see through
And do you know for certain what is proven and what is not?
You are only bound by what you want and not in truth
Go, go, go and in peace
Your last ink tells only half the tale.
Does Israel threaten destruction of any country?
Do its leaders rant and pound the lectern
Calling for an Arab Winter to descend,
Do they call for the death of all Islamic Peoples?
Or all Christians, despite what has been visited on their nation
Over several millennia
By many who would call themselves
Good Muslims or good Christians?
And it must also be said
That today it is over half a century too late to say
That the blood of six million and more cries out,
A loud echo through history books unless revised by those
Who seek to expunge the magnitude of their nation’s crimes.
Those rewriters of history who seek to take away the right of self defense
The only crime of the defenseless is to fight back
And you fail to see your own hypocrisies
You present only a part of the greater picture
As did Chamberlain so long ago and others who appeased the war machine
Disarmed those who would defend their countries.
You seek fame and notoriety
With your last ink, you stink
Muttering senile musings on that which you know naught
A dabbler in history, you urinate noisily on a tree
Failing to see the forest and landscape that surrounds you.
Perhaps your silence at this stage would be wise
Before we expose all your lies.