a friday in october

A Friday in October

This morning was green and mild, with
no sand, in my eyes, wind from Morocco blew
Once, I was in Casablanca, I bought a pair 
of traditional slippers with long toes
it is what one does at the old market
The TV man spoke about the weather
said Africa, which is a continent and many
other things  
A farmer in the next village had killed his
wife, for a woman getting married
is a perilous activity, the lottery of life
is littered with unlucky females
In Mosul, Iraqi officers arW paraded on
the TV. Why? I don't know, I think it is about
war, but like splendid in green uniform
we see a tank fire at something over the 
horizon, and everyone applauses 
My neighbor has a nagging wife who's
need, turns hysterical for the lack of it 
when she has one of her turns, the man
saddle up his mule, goes for a ride into
the woods of happy memories