Come And Perish By My Boot: Poem by Hibah Shabkhez

Spider, spider, come and die,

Come and perish by my boot.

The foul viciousness I try

To hide from my fellow men

I shall now unleash upon

You. Malignant, malicious,

I shall for this deed be borne

Aloft and cheered, because you

Are an enemy declared

To me and those I call mine.

Yes, so declared by us; snared

By us, yes. But you shall pay

The slander’s price with your blood

If blood learns to sprout and spray

Forth from your twirling-twig frame

As you are stung, squished, and slain

Having taken life the same

Vile way, time and time again.

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