While Gaza Burned...

Is there morphine

For my soul?

Will it ever

Make any sense?

Blood and carnage

Evil's splendor

Run amuck

Hyena's jabber

Rape and pillage

Break and burn

Mothers scream

Babies torn

And in the silence

They look on

The bastards 

We picked

To rule 

And called our own

YES WE CAN!

Murder

Pillage

YES WE CAN-

Break and burn

Sons of bitches

Sit and talk

While cities crumble

The people gone

Little angels voices

Silenced

No more to laugh

No more to play

Only shadows 

Left behind

Where once

The four kicked a ball

In play, along the shore

On a beach

In burning Gaza

Shot down 

Bombed down 

Cut in half

Literally,

Cut in half!

Only dust and rubble

Now

Where once he searched

For loved ones fallen 

Sniped in cold blood

Just a civilian 

In search of family

In the rubble

Of his home 

Sniped down

Not once

But twice

For good measure

Sniped down

To the ground

In cold blood

While the snipers

Call themselves the victim

VICTIM!???

The snipers

Scream injustice?

Who shall call

To justice then?

Criminal

Is each one here...

The sniper

The bomber

The ruler 

THE SILENT!!

When the silent

Sat and watched

The World Cup!?!!!

(Germany won...)

WHO CARES!!!!

While Israel perched

Atop their hill top

Cheering on

In Sderot

While bloody murder

Was carried out...

In Gaza

And Gaza BURNED!

As the world

Looked silently on

...

Is there morphine 

For my soul...

Will I again

Ever be whole?