The gaze of mine
Visited Gaza of Palestine
And I found a piece
Not the Bloody UN peace
Resting on the lap of Israel's ‘Niece',
But the broken Innocence
And multitudes of ruined dreams.
Oh! The Brutal who govern!
Let me remind you a turn
If together we burn
Nothing solid in this Earth
Can keep you from Hell.
Nothing solid in this Earth
Can keep you from Hell!
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