The Child was Offered

A.

The child was offered to him
by the old women. They knew the risk
but someone must befuddle the giant. 
So they laughed hidden behind brown hands,
black teeth while they dug sand, 
filled bags for US, for bunkers to fend off
the rockets their sons would throw at night 
to rip US open so the women could return 
to dig sand, to fill bags until there was 
no more sand, no more
protection.


B.

The child was offered and lightly stroked
the hair on his arms, blew
the sweat dry on his face, stood
on tiptoe so he could smell
her hair (wood smoke, rare spices, all
 aphrodisiac).
The old women watched and prayed
to keep the child safe but
someone must turn him into the sun
to be dazzled.


C.

They rode in an open truck,
she leaning against the front stakes,
he pressing against her back,
 the gritty wind in both their faces and
with his swollen penis fitted between 
her lean butt cheeks he let
the heat hate fear blood bullets 
her innocence, his hunger rush him 
to an edge where he, pushed hard,
came.


D.

The old women sighed their relief.
the child was safe and,
as the sticky wind crusted
the salt on his face, he tried to cover
the spreading stain and joined
the parade of invaders
who had lost themselves
on the shores of the invaded.