This man with his hands on fire,
with his chest cut open,
peeled back,
heart illuminated like the eyes of Christ,
the musicians warming up,
the planes coming in too low
Woman spreads her legs here,
gives birth to a war
Feeds it the bones of her children
Steps out of the car and she’s
already seven months pregnant again,
and the bomb is strapped across
her swollen stomach
The killing is in the name of God
He only hates you
because you’re human
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