Hebron

by Greg Wood / June 1st, 2025

here we are,
in the red winds of our lives,
throwing jagged rock,
bits of brick, what objects we
can find

into
the
abyss

we hurl
our voices,
god help us,
as our mothers,

our fathers, our children
pass through the red winds

to the
other side.

we travel to
a distant realm
within ourselves
wandering,
wishing

we could do
something

anything

yet we have
nothing to
cling
to

but
dust.

Greg Wood is a poet living in Birmingham, Alabama. He is married to a Palestinian doctor and has written many poems about social justice for Gaza and the West Bank. Twelve years ago he established an arts non-profit that provides healing for people across the United States. Read other articles by Greg.

This article was posted on Sunday, June 1st, 2025 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.