Not a rocket,
But so many,
So many at a time
One after another
With view to finish it,
The Hamas men?
But the Iron Dome went on
Detonating,
Striking in the air
And barring it a few went missed from
Falling into the territory
Taking lives,
The radars spotting it all,
Indicating about the whereabouts of
Being launched and fired from
To be stricken in retaliation.
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