I can only speak of selfish places
Like reading your histories in bookstores
Peace talks from Egypt and Palestinian ghettos.
Israel and Palestine, you are precious stones
Waiting for your family reunion to place
Emphasis on your price for family gold,
But a spectator this season, I read alone
The novel of your consistent anger.
Should I keep holding your striking pages
Or turn to more familiar books:
Hollywood endings with predictable hooks?
--Jinglett
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