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HIS STRICT WILL
Fay stood next
to Baruch
in the Square
have a ride
if you like
on my new
blue scooter
he had said
so she did
with one foot
placed firm on
the scooter
the other
pushed away
the hard ground
moving on
the scooter
hands gripping
the rubber
handle bars
and she sensed
air in her
face and hair
moving fast
Baruch left
behind her
in the Square
he thinking
how happy
now she was
moving on
over ground
other kids
shouting out
faster Fay
and she did
as if all
pent up fears
had gone bang
and had then
disappeared
get off that
Jew's scooter
her father
shouted out
and she turned
and the fears
all returned
she got off
the scooter
handed it
to Baruch
all joy gone
happiness
had dissolved
her father
gripped her hand
hauled her off
looking back
at Baruch
hatefully
but Baruch
merely smiled
his contempt
his green eyes
or hazel
as some said
shooting off
those arrows
pretendingly
in the butt
of Fay's strict
catholic
father but
to Fay he
blew to her
from his palm
the unseen
pink kisses
of concern
then she'd gone
up the stairs
to her fate
a lecture
against Jews
murderers
of Jesus
he will say
or worst still
punishment
a beating
to enforce
his strict will.
