Zywa

This is how you wage

war: bomb the printing presses --

and the libraries.



Zo voer je oorlog:	So führt man Krieg: man
bombardeer drukkerijen,	bombardiert Druckereien,

bibliotheken.	Bibliotheken.

Poem S3246
Zandvoort aan Zee, 2026-09-02
Collection: PumicePieces

A person who thinks

is by definition too --

disobedient.



Iemand die nadenkt	Einer, der denkt, ist
is per definitie niet --	per Definition nicht --

gehoorzaam genoeg.	gehorsam genug.

Poem S3091
Amsterdam, 2026-02-27
The targeted imprisonment and murder of journalists, teachers, students, scientists, artists, doctors and aid workers, since the 'Executed Renaissance' in Ukraine (in 1933, under Stalin), later the 'Cultural Revolution' (from 1966, under Mao), now again in Ukraine (since 2014, under Putin), and in Turkey (since 2013, under Erdogan)
Collection: PumicePieces

Zywa Freedom or oblivion

There's a power cut
For now
And even more

hangs over us
Says the pessimist
Says the realist:

We'll see. Sabotage
a computer hack, war with
or without thunder and lightning

Set to work, repair
and hold out
against the usurper

who shortsightedly
pushes the verges
and the edges of impunity

For us, it's all
Freedom. Or nothing
Death and oblivion

Poem 5802
Amsterdam, 2026-01-05
Captain Haddock: Thunder and lightning!
Collection: Changing Times

Zywa Waiting for the new moon

The call-up thins out the houses
and combs out the neighborhoods
makes our lives incomplete

Even without the fallen, we already
suffer loss, loading the seconds
every day for a while

with timeless desires
and the nights remain dark
no matter how many stars

we wait for the new moon
and the living return of our
warriors and their attackers

no longer a closed border
no weakening and dividing
to rule over nothing

but a falsified nation
no mutual destruction
of wealth and families

Poem 5458
Amsterdam, 2024-03-12
Mobilisation
Since January 1st, 1970, computers count time in seconds
Collection: Moons

Zywa Surplus killing

Strongman! Strongman!
We are willing and already dare half
only dare half, only if you say so
will we give money
to forces

The complete package
we send: rolls
of barbed wire, poles
excavators, gravel
bags of cement and

instructions for use
shows our lack
of experience with wolves
who insolently act as if
they belong here

Like sheep we come to see
what's happening and
unintentionally we make it worse
the wolf can't help it
it's his instinct, right?

Poem 5455
Amsterdam, 2024-03-09
Giving the opportunity for excessive killing (overkill)
Collection: Half The Work

Ambulances, blood-

bags driving to the border:

a war is coming!



Ambulances, bloed-	Krankenwagen, Blut-
zakken rijden naar de grens:	beutel fahren zur Grenze:

een oorlog op komst!	ein Krieg wird kommen!

Poem S1617
Amsterdam, 2022-12-29
Russia early 2022, on the border with Ukraine
Collection: BloodTrunk

Wires in disorder,

shaky skeleton, defleshed --

only naked senses.



Draden in de war,	Verwirrte Drähte,
een wankel skelet, ontvleesd --	wackliges Skelett, entfleischt --

blote zintuigen.	bloß nackte Sinne.

Poem S1605
Amsterdam, 2022-12-18
Falonne Mambu in Kinshasa (Kris Pannecoucke) - 2022
Russia bombs Ukraine's power grid
Falonne Mambu in a suit of electrical wires, 'Electric Woman', Kinshasa 2022 (photo Kris Pannecoucke)
Collection: PumicePieces
Tribute to: Pannecoucke, Kris; Mambu, Falonne

Zywa Dad is angry

Dad doesn't get off my back
since I left home
He is angry

about my friends
and takes things from me
Home invasion

The police are trying
to appease it, I have to beg
for help, protection

His honour is at stake
He wants to restore
my virginity or lock me up

He can't go back and not ahead
he prefers to suffocate
in his lied right

instead of fully growing up
and rejoicing
in his family's prosperity

Poem 4635
Amsterdam, 2022-08-31
Sovereignty guarantees for Ukraine in the Budapest Memorandum (December 5th, 1994)
Collection: Lilith's Powers

Who's willing to fight?

Talking doesn't stop the war, but --

our resistance can.



Wie wil er vechten?	Wer möchte kämpfen?
Praten stopt de oorlog niet --	Reden stoppt den Krieg nicht, nur --

Alleen ons verzet.	unser Widerstand.

Poem H3395
Amsterdam, 2022-07-29
It is wrong to want to end the fighting, one must stop the attacker
Collection: PumicePieces

I grew up right here,

but I was born far away --

Not home anywhere.



Hier groeide ik op,	Hier aufgewachsen,
ver weg ben ik geboren --	aber weit weg geboren --

Nergens ben ik thuis.	Nirgends zu Hause.

Poem S1398
Amsterdam, 2022-04-14
1944 (Susana Jamala[dinova]) - 2016
Song about the Crimean Tatars (the refrain is taken from the song "Ey, güzel Qirim"); "1944" won the Eurovision Song Contest
Collection: Inwardings
Tribute to: Jamaladinova, Susana

Zywa The siege

Just let them reason, get their right
in words as if we are talking
about the same, yes just let them

shoot, the State will not give in
to violence, blood does not write
evidence, only facts

reveal truth:
foreigners and relatives besiege
us, they yell threats

and demands, forsake peace
But we have everything to lose
we have victory or heaven

and they will be forgotten
not even mocked for their foolishness
of coming to kill us in their delusion

to be happy afterwards. Like cadavers

after slaughter, they will lie in the field
eaten by hyenas, jackals, rats

and worms from the underworld
Children will play with the bones

Poem 897
Amsterdam, 2016-12-16
600 BCE - "Seven against Thebes" (Aeschylus, 467 BCE), "Phoenician Women" (Euripides, 410 BCE)
1566-1648 Eighty Year's War
2015-2017 ar-Raqqa
Ukraine
Collection: PumicePieces
Tribute to: Euripides; Aischylos

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