I was just a boy
but I remember
Hitler
at the start
and how too
few
understood his plan
to
do away with Jews.
I’m a codger
now
certain that too few
understand ISIS
so let the word go forth
for all with eyes to see
and ears to
hear:
We have another
genocide,
this one more
inclusive.
We must answer now
or else Christians,
Jews
and Muslims too
will keep
dying in the
sand.
A Night in Morocco
Middle of the night he
flies out of bed
to the
commode only to
wonder
in the dim light minutes
later
if that's blood or simply a good-bye
from his
wife’s stewed
tomatoes,
a Moroccan
dish she found on the
web.
When he asked for a third
serving
he pronounced them
delicious.
So too, he said, was her
dessert,
the Moroccan
plum mousse
with the dark plums he
likes.
Even with the ceiling light
on
he doesn’t know now what he
sees
so with his medical history he's
speeding at midnight to the
ER
where the doctor says better safe
than sorry and
orders a fast
colonoscopy to solve the
mystery.
When he finally gets home, he
tells
his wife when her boss comes
over
for that big dinner Saturday
night,
why not
make Moroccan tomatoes
and her magnificent plum
mousse.
He may never forget
either.
Donal
Mahoney
