The children perished in the night,
When the jet plane dropped its incendiary bomb.
Huddled in bed close, warm and tight,
Their lives cut short, their future’s burnt and gone.
Destroyed by a selfish cuckoo nation,
A country placed in another’s nest.
Birthed from terror, a false creation,
The bloodshed damns the Beast unblessed.
What price too much for land so small?
What limit to all this slaughter?
Blood stains hands which let death befall,
Never cleansed, betwixt the water.
A holy land becomes a burning hell.
Genocide is an inhuman crime.
Such is the Zionist terror called Israel,
On a nation, forever, Palestine.
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