Servants secretly

eat from the meat bowls a few --


pieces of pittance.


Dienstmeisjes etenDienstmädchen naschen
stiekem van de vleesschalen --heimlich von den Fleischplatten --

nog wat hongerloon.einen Hungerlohn.

Poem S3222
Amsterdam, 2026-08-01
The Penelopiad (Margaret Atwood) - 2005
Novel, chapter 4, The Chorus Line: Kiddie Mourn, A Lament by the Maids
Collection: Patterns
Tribute to: Atwood, Margaret 
 

Socialists hand out

the best quality of shoes --


and boots to bare feet.


SocialistenSozialisten
delen goede schoenen uit --verteilen derbe Schuhe --

aan blote voeten.an nackte Füße.

Poem H4614
Amsterdam, 2024-04-27
The Red Model (René Magritte) - 1935
Paintings "Le modèle rouge" (seven versions 1935-1964)
Collection: Untwisted
Tribute to: Magritte, René 
 

We are united

by poverty, the future --


requires action now!


Onze armoedeUnsere Armut
verenigt ons, de toekomst --verbindet uns, die Zukunft --

vereist nu actie!erfordert Handeln!

Poem H4373
Amsterdam, 2023-12-17
This is what happened (Sayed Darwish)
Song "Aho da elly sar" about the 1919 Egyptian Revolution against the British occupation ("This is what happened" ["please don't blame me"], sung by Hamdy Baraa, with Orchestre Partout and the Cello Octet in the Meervaart Theatre in Amsterdam on November 25th, 2023 (1919 composition by Sayed Darwish, arranged by Oene van Geel)
Collection: Here &Now&
Tribute to: Darwish, Sayed 
 

Poor lives revolve

around money, deposit,


ransom - of conscience.


Een arm leven draaitDie Armut dreht sich
om geld, statiegeld, losgeld --um Geld, Pfandgeld, Lösegeld --

van ons geweten.unsres Gewissens.

Poem S1880
Amsterdam, 2023-08-23
O fragile earth – a mass for the new covenant (Antjie Krog) - 2020
"O brose aarde - 'n misorde vir die nuwe verbond" - 6. Dies irae
Collection: Stall
Tribute to: Krog, Antjie 
 

Zywa Seven winds

A rickety shack outside the village
A rickety shack outside the village
with children crying for mummy
Crying softly, being hungry

Father has no job, no money
Father has no job, no money
to lead a decent civil life
not allowed to be useful, only strife

They must go, should not be here
They must go, should not be here
So seven boys made up a plan
They each poured oil into a can

No one has seen anything
No one has seen anything
The wind conveys no sound, no lore
Perpetrators blocked the cabin door

They went to bed without a word
They went to bed without a word
but soon enough their moans were heard
and they furiously fathered another child

Poem 5143
Amsterdam, 2023-04-30
The ballad of Hollis Brown (Bob Dylan) - 1964
Song (album "The Times They Are a-Changin' "), in 1965 performed by Nina Simone (album "Let it all out"
South Dakota, 1962

Collection: Great Flow 
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob; Simone, Nina 
 

Zywa Broken in the mouth

Like many girls, I got a reputation
for being beautiful, with long hair

but I do not care
I am no more than another

I learned, when I married
a simple man

I could live in a royal way
(caravans fill the houses and the stables)

but I don't believe
that the rich can enter

through the eye of the needle
in the gates of Jerusalem

They broke the stone
The pieces will lie in the mouth

as long as there are poor families

Poem 1858
Amsterdam, 2018-10-02
Islamic tradition: Zaynab bint Jahsh - 638
Collection: The Praised One
 

Zywa Nine winds

In a country-house outside of town lives Ben's
In a country-house outside of town lives Ben's
family of seven children and some hens

They sell fish and chicken's eggs, at times some game

They sell fish and chicken's eggs, at times some game
They are outcasts, different, just not the same

People draw a line around themselves, a fence

People draw a line around themselves, a fence
for who isn't wíth them, sure will be against

just like him, who breaks the law in many ways

just like him, who breaks the law in many ways
It would be a real disgrace if that man stays!

They should not exist, this garbage family of his!

They should not exist, this garbage family of his!
Men and brethren, who of you will deal with this?

Nine guys, tough and tall, stood up to heed the call

Nine guys, tough and tall, stood up to heed the call
They went out to settle it for once and all

Nine knives, cold and sharpened, stab without a sound

Nine knives, cold and sharpened, stab without a sound
Nine offenders silently leave the poor compound

have out of selfrespect just done their duty right

have out of selfrespect just done their duty right
have fathered a child that very night

Poem 32
Amsterdam, 2005-08-07
The ballad of Hollis Brown (Bob Dylan) - 1964
Song (album "The Times They Are a-Changin' "), in 1965 performed by Nina Simone (album "Let it all out")
South Dakota, 1962

Collection: Great Flow 
Tribute to: Dylan, Bob; Simone, Nina 
 

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