A Black Widow Waits
As they shut off the power
For water and light
This is her ambition - to
Write in nails across
The hardened hearts of those
Who built a metal wall on
The glass flecked
Rubble of her mother's house
That swallowed her son
A Caterpillar tracks
In her father's garden. Behind an eyeless window
She straps on
The explosive silence
Of her suicide
In the unquiet black of
Powerless Gaza.
© John Mackie 2008
