There is definitely a madness to the earth I can smell it
like the dirt of spring rich with earth worms and decaying leaves
Primavera rises like small green shoots
rudely piercing the dirt to reach the sky.
In Palestine there is rubble
the Spring is augmented by the hurtful rockets
of bombs and debris
why, the girl cries out, is Spring not for me?
We've all heard the story of Hind
Heartbreaking it makes us want to scream and cry for her
so we block traffic
trying to unblock minds.