Gaza into the Nameless

we are dreams of sleeping gods

fragments of an eternal nameless

we ourselves must become nameless

lest we die, lest we become

fixed into marble, as all

statues were once alive

the violence of the name

kills playful life,

love and strife

children killed in Gaza

by those of the name

only god has no name

all else is captivated

created by the name

in the beginning was the word

the word freezes the tension

of opposites, it turns pink flesh white

the serpent slips through the net of the name

deep in the underground

~ by James Aire on January 14, 2009.