Bless the olive
our oldest
greenest fuel.
Crushed, savoured, lit
it nurtures, it
illuminates.
Sold, it's a living.
Bulldozed …
it's history.
But when
the dead hands
of the six million
sow Lebanon's
groves with
evisceration -
they hang
by the thousands
unharvested,
a whirlwind
yet to be reaped.
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