Exploding Anger Poem by Hashim K T

THE GHOST OF GOLDAMEIR MAY COME OUT,
OF THE GRAVE, HEARING THIS ESTIMATE,
THIS NUMBER IN THE WORLD REPORT,
ABOUT GAZA CITY ON HER HIGHEST BIRTH RATE.

SLEEPLESS IN HER GRAVE LIES MEIR,
ONE CHILD EACH SECOND AND THE COUNTLESS SONS
BEING ADDED TO THE JIHAD’S HEIR
AS CHILDREN DEFY THE ZIONIST GUNS

A PALESTINIAN MOTHER’S SCREAM AT LABOUR,
IS A NIGHTMARE NOT ONLY FOR GOLDAMEIR;
THE PICTURE OF CHILDREN WITH NO SABRE
BUT STONES HAUNTS THE JEWS EVERYWHERE.

A JEW CAN LOOT, PLUNDER AND PULL DOWN
THE PALESTINIAN ABODES, AND RAPE THEIR WOMEN
WITH NO MERCY OR GUN THEM DOWN
STILL HE IS HONOURABLE AND A GENTLEMAN.

A PALESTINIAN IN DEFENCE OF HIS RIGHT,
TRY STONES AND CATAPULTS AT FIRST
BUT HELPLESS AND HOPELESS AT LAST,
EXPLODES AS A BOMB DESPERATE TO BLAST

THE WORLD ALONG WITH THE JEWS SCREAMS...
HERE IS A TERRORIST! ! ..A..THREAT TO PEACE! !
THE MEDIA CHURNS OUT ITS REAMS
SINGING TO THE SAME BEAT, JERKING ITS KNEES