ACT I
There is a little boy
Sitting on a plastic bag
Selling cigarettes to passersby
On an unpaved street
In Baghdad
His dark hair peppered with dust
Wearing the same torn shoes
He was wearing when his parents
Were killed before his eyes
There is a man in a sharp suit
A red tie and polished shoes
Sitting on a chair
Before Congress
Saying “these are credible threats,
Backed by solid intelligence”
ACT II
There is a little girl
Sitting on pebbles
Under a tent
In Amman
Imagining her mother
Say these magical words
“We can now go back home to Palestine”
There is a King
Sitting on a cozy bed of petroleum
Sipping on red wine
As the sound of the adhan
Echoes from Mecca
ACT III
There is a teenage girl
Sitting on a concrete floor
In Nigeria
Her pregnant belly
Hiding the emptiness she feels inside
As she waits another day
Another month
Another year
For freedom to come
There is a woman
Sitting behind the anchor’s desk
Her eyes filled with concern
As she says
“And now, we turn to breaking news
Kim Kardashian is blond...again!”
ACT IV
There is a child
In the third ward
Sitting on a wet carpet
Under a leaking roof
Eating from a can of beans
For the seventh day in a row
While waiting for his mother
To return from her third job
There is a prime minister
In a private airplane
Flying back to Tel Aviv
From Washington DC
Where he just gave a speech
Insulting the Commander in Chief
To rousing applause
Holding a $3 billion check
A gift from American taxpayers
FINALE
There is a planet
A speck in an ever-expanding universe
Blue in color
Magnificent in beauty
Performing an annual
Pilgrimage around an ever-kindled star
Two lovers in a chaotic universe
No matter how many mosques are burned
How many churches are leveled to the ground
The pilgrimage of love must go on
Until an appointed time
--AK
Until an appointed time
--AK