Clair Woodbury’s Reviews > I Must Betray You > Status Update

And here it is our final night alive
And as the earth burns to the ground
Oh, girl, its you that I lie with
As the atom bomb locks in
Oh, its you I watch TV with
As the world, as the world caves in
Oh, its you that I lie with
As the atom bomb locks in
Yes, its you I welcome death with
As the world, as the world caves in
As the world caves in

I'm scared of what the ending may be.

You're telling me the rats have nibbled the church down to its roots,
oh my sad mother,
but even so our faith is more a matter
of bread and wine.
If only the oat plants wouldn't get
into the bed of my sister who's run to the fields,
if only the singer banished among bulrushes wouldn't run wild…
over the death combing your hair,
over the entrails of fire
storks are passing like a leukaemia of stars.

In order for me to write poetry that isn't political, I must listen to the birds, and in order for me to hear the birds, the warplanes must be silent.
- Marwan Makhoul

It hurts so much. There are so many things I take for granted...