Our Dude in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Golan Heights."
...Casualties of War (No shortage) of love (International:) Hospitals, the destroyed, the injured (Society; THIS one?), ...ME gonna come out Joy!?" The HEIGHTS, encapsulated, twix the death kiss of Evil?
"Middle East", "Hatfields and the McCoys"; Neither ONE gonna come out JOY!?"...Need a PIPER, take DA KIDS away to find some Heaven for Tomorrow?
Fedora Political Smiles; there's THAT, in Shah Allah, HAFIZ, no Prophet, just Poetic, alone on a deserted shore? OOOO and HOW the Boys and GIRLS will sing in Israel, in Greater PERSIA for Hafiz - the DUDE! - who rejoiced in LIVING and gave Man & Woman Life's RING!...: "never play with a Tiger's Cub or destroy a Woman's Illusions..." Methadone or Tea?
Meanwhile; the Koran and the Talmud kill and bleed one another, ideas, concepts, that keep decaying Theo-Concepts and old Imams, Rabbis, sustained with meaning at the price of a severed foreskin of the next Maiden's nipple?
"Can I get to Babylon by candlelight?" U.S. tourist asks.
"Three score and Ten; no problemo. And back again!" -I reply.
"No sweat?" she queries, smiling.
"YO Babe!" -eyes on the ground, wiping my forehead, "And back again; Arab, Gentile or Jew! I will walk with you...."
c2018/davedelacroix/Palermo/Sicily.
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