My Enemy's Children
A poem for the children of Israel and Palestine
Little bird in the morning tide of light,
What do you see in your peeping majesty up there?
This great undoing of rock and refuge, all song
Drained from the air. Yours the only music now.
Little bird, colored feebly and bones so slight,
How tall you seem amid all that is now broken.
Our scholars speechless, in dust we dream of lullaby
For what has been woken. The flecks of you like hope.
Little bird, if you must up and fly away,
Your shifting feet too nervous to stay, do not follow
The easy winds. Float instead on this my prayer,
Across the warscape hollows. Safe in how little you are.
Little bird, as you fly, forget the acrid smoke,
And what is scratched in rage on the wall, by some not all.
Fill your lungs with the gossamer sweetness of this new day,
Of God's fresh waterfall. Breathe deep on all that is true.
Little bird, on reaching the other side, be yourself.
Sing. Sing of fizzing waves, of misted hills, of sway
In the harvest, of flamingoes dipping their bills. Sing
Of the world that way. How once it was, might be again.
Little bird, though you may go unheard, do not stop.
Wonder has no end, and nor does this: yours are the dreams
I wish on their sleeping heads and, when too they wake,
I pray shall still gleam. So sing, little bird.
Sing. Sing to my enemy's children.
- ZMB
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Notes from Zoe Marie Bel
It is my belief that most Israelis and most Palestinians do not want to be "enemies" or for atrocities to befall each other's children. I wrote this poem because birds can move between worlds and express themselves there with an ease that humans cannot. So here I send out a bird, both literally in the lines of this poem and figuratively in the act of writing them, to say what I really, really wish were being said more loudly throughout this conflict. I wish for Palestine's children everything I wish for my own.
Additional notes from Zoe Marie Bel at December 3rd 2023
Note upfront on the distinction between Hamas and the Gazan population
The thoughts below ('Note added on December 2nd') refer to the civilian population of Gaza. They do not refer to Hamas, the terrorist organization presently governing Gaza, an organization whose hatred of Israel is part of its very DNA. Let me be clear that we don't owe terrorists any consideration in our choices.
Unfortunately, in water-cooler conversations about this conflict, I keep hearing claims that "all Palestinians support Hamas", "Gazans voted for Hamas, therefore are complicit", or "sympathy with Palestinians is sympathy with terrorists". These claims are never accompanied by evidence (for example, numbers showing that Hamas sympathizers - let alone Hamas fighters - comprise a majority of the Gazan population) or by legal principles that are real and not imagined (for example, the principle that if a civilian emotionally supports our enemy, our responsibility to protect that civilian in wartime is thereby annulled. That is decidedly not real.)
I do have facts, so let me share them here:
In other words: "The vast majority of Palestinians are not Hamas. Hamas does not represent the Palestinian people." President Biden said that. It is both an offense against truth and an offense against human welfare to conflate Hamas with the Gazan or Palestinian population.
Note added on December 2nd
Wouldn't it be tragic if, for all that we hear about the hate carried by one side toward the other in this conflict (and in particular carried by Palestinians toward Israel), it turned out that that hatred were more fictional than real? What if that hatred were misinformation amplified by those on both sides who benefit from it? And the rest of us, not knowing any better and fearful for ourselves and our families, passed it along as fact?
I write this in the tentative glow of these lines I encountered in my reading this week:
"The 2006 election, in which just 191,000 Gazans (8.3% of today's population) cast a ballot in favor of Hamas, is often touted as proof that Gaza's population supports terrorism. Lesser known is that exit polling showed that 83% of voters in the Gaza Strip, the West Bank and East Jerusalem supported peace with Israel, and 75% believed Hamas should change its policy toward Israel." (Source.)
Would you have guessed that? I wouldn't. Not from the number of times I've heard tell that Palestine's animosity for Israel is all-consuming and inexorable. Sixteen years have passed since those exit polls, and perhaps you will argue that the hostility alleged to smolder in the Gazan population has set in throughout those years and is now much closer to the scale reported. (Even here, though, the evidence I have found is not on your side. For example, in The Washington Institute for Near East Policy poll of July 2023 that I have already cited, "half (50%) [of respondents] agreed with the following proposal: 'Hamas should stop calling for Israel’s destruction, and instead accept a permanent two-state solution based on the 1967 borders.' That's considerably less than the 75% of 2006, and is neither a majority nor a minority. But no one can reasonably call that evidence of all-consuming, inexorable hostility toward Israel.)
Here is what I know. Any and all contemplation of Gaza must be contextualized in the fact that almost half (47.3%) of its population today are children (source). So whatever polls do or might say, and whatever significance you personally hold to a vote held 16 years ago, almost one in every two Gazans are not represented in those numbers. Let's take a minute to remember why we don't include the feelings of children in our measures of a population's position: because they're still figuring things out. And, whether they admit it or not (teenagers, eh?), they're still looking to us to help them do that.
And so I say, louder and more urgently than ever before: It is my belief that most Israelis and most Palestinians do not want to be "enemies" or for atrocities to befall each other's children. It strikes me that some of the worst things we do are committed when we center in our choices a sense of being hated. That conviction pre-justifies actions that might otherwise horrify us.
No more talk of hatred. We must center the children. The Israeli children, the Palestinian children, both at once, side by side, centered in every choice. They are looking to us to figure this out. And we must look at them – all of them – as we do so.
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