I wonder if you lived life to the fullest
I wonder if you had to face any qualms
I wonder if you experienced any conquest
You trained hard for this battle
The powerful adrenaline you seek
The strength, the honour, you prattle
These targets were nothing but meek
It was very easy, wasn't it?
To hunt them in their homes
Their carcasses nothing but a thing to spit
On; but at least you snatched your goal
You utter lies to the world
Your honour built on this conspiracy
Towards the targets lips will curl
Your victory comenced so cowardly
''3 of ours killed, 40 of yours died''
Noun verses verb
Clever word play and so many cried
You succeeded in your act to perturb
I bet you were really proud
When you heard about the deaths
An infant, a pregnant woman, such a huge crowd
These killings go on with no regrets
Do you not halt when you see their fear?
Do you not quake when you see their pain?
On what road do you plan to steer?
On what platform do you seek to gain?
I see the flag of Palestine
Throughout this pain and chaos
Hope and courage is so benign
Because the world will clear this mess
We'll clean away the red blood that darkened the skies
We'll re-build their lives and the green foundations of their land
Soon it'll be your turn to cry
For your black heart will no longer stand.
.x Wandering Daydreamer x.
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