On work of Banksy in Bethlehem… and the well-known song from Don McLean …..
starry starry night
this wound hurts
a heaven’ s sake
unheard voices
and grenades
with fear the only answer
to despair
.
flashes of a light
deafening silence
hope unwrappes
in fragile breath
born refugee
who shows the shadows
of a deeper me
.
now I think I feel
what you tried to trouble me
how you suffered from
my apathy
how you fleed
to set me free
,.
and could I love you?
dreaming shepherds and the stars
could I be
a wall-breaker
a fragile shelter
for your scars?
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