

Poem: The Second Nakba
December 2, 2023
I wake up and I check The radio News I dread I hear the authoritative voice The Newsreader then Israeli government Spokesman
Terrorists, the terrorists Hiding under the Hospitals Under the Kindergartens Under the Schools The colonial narrative Always Baying for more dead
No electricity, no water No food, no shelter What will happen Hapless Gazans I worry
Starvation dehydration trauma Trauma for life Trauma for the unborn Flight desperation The Will to Live
I look at photos, hospital photos Wreckage, electric cables hanging From missing ceilings Dead people, Dead children Faces full of unimaginable fear Faces of children of women and men On trolleys with missing wheels With all wheels, blood on
Limbs hands bones sticking Out of the rubble Bits of clothing Bits of wheels Bits of utensils Bits of rags From under the rubble
I want and I wish For the Genocide To Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! In name of Compassion In name of Humanity In the name of Basic Human Decency
The ordinary children The ordinary women The ordinary men Innocent
Enough of revenge Enough of killing Enough of murder
I hear Biden, Netanyahu, Blinken Fencesitter, Perpetrator, Apologist All Respectively All for this War All war criminals
Eliminate Hamas We are not Terrorists We the civilised We the technologically advanced We the Enlightened We the successful conquerors We the ethnic cleansers
We have a long history We cleansed North America We cleansed Africa We cleansed Australia We, we, we cleansed the Planet Wherever and whenever From the uncivilised savages From the Terrorists It was Necessary
Now our task is to cleanse Gaza It’s Necessary
How dare they protest Being caged like Animals in an open air prison
We give the work Ungrateful savages Complaining, ungracious The wretched of the Earth
We have only beaten them Caged them Restricted their movement Humiliated, Condescended It was Necessary
Only killed around a hundred thousand Not much Since the First Nakba It was Necessary
We only tried to break their Spirit It was Necessary
How dare they stand up Revolt against us The Civilised The Masters
And we will go on Until we cleansed You savages Especially you now in Gaza
In Africa, Latin America Asia and Everywhere Everywhere…
For our Lebensraum For we are One with God
John-Janusz Ebel , 23 November 2023
John-Janusz Ebel
John-Janusz Ebel is the son of Holocaust survivors. Soon after coming to Australia from Poland, Ebel chose to be a draft resister and activist against the Vietnam War; he also participated in Aboriginal struggles against continued oppression and genocide of Aboriginal people. Ebel has practised as a radical existentialist psychotherapist.