The following is one of the poems in my "Song Cycle" on my web tribute to Rachel Corrie
:The Butterfly Song
I never wished to live forever,
But I did not wish to die.
I tried to live the best I could
And watched each day slip by.
I watched them try to divide us,
I watched them build The Wall,
And noticed that each house too close
To it was doomed to fall.
They “justified” destruction
By claiming there were arms
Hidden in each one of those homes,
Just waiting to do harm.
Yes, there were arms in my home:
And legs, and hearts, and heads.
My arms would hug my children,
And carry them to bed.
[Rest of poem here:] The Butterfly Song.doc