Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/High Noon in Piacenza, No. 10: 3 GHAZALS.

Our Mam in Europe/davedelacroix/High Noon in Piacenza, No 10:  3 GHAZALS (3 songs)

1...

In Israel, I gave U my scarf.
In Syria, I gave U my shoes.
In Jordan, I happily gave my shirt.
In Lebanon, I lost my credit card
in some nite-club.
In Egypt, I passed on the words
of GHALIB.
In Iraq, I gave them my song.
In Iran, like a pesky school-boy
I whispered to the Mullahs:
"In sha Allah..."
And, now, I walk, bereft, naked,
and try to understand the WONDER
in my fellow-man's eyes.

2....

Bring me your Warlord.
Bring me your fire!
Bring me your divinity;
bring me your desire?

Of late? Have U examined
your soul? And
is it any wonder
we fall in God's shadow;
East of Eden?

Bring me your bounty!
CRY OUT, Ghalib.
Lend me your words!
El SALADIN!
Lend me your Justice!
Share with me, the KEYS
Tomorrow, peace
but today? -the World.

East of Eden, bring me
your Warlord.
I will baptize him
as a boy;
joy, O joy! O joy!
Till when we cease.


3...

By the rivers of Babylon, there wasn't much to do. We mostly ate dates, played cards... I asked my Uncle (who was lounging nearby) "wotchagonna-do?" He answered, "By these rivers of Babylon where WE now sit, I remember Zion." and sighed.
"Zion?" I asked.
"Your past." he replied.
"Is my PAST, important?"
Uncle Zion: "YUP!"

By the rivers of Babylon, there wasn't much to do. I was smoking Pot, my cousins were drunks, Uncle4 Zion was ALWAYS pinching young girls asses. Young boys, too.
The local King, named CYRUS, said, one day: "You are FREE. You are free. Go away."

5,000 years later...I still miss sitting by the rivers of Babylon and eating those dates.


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