Your earth is carpeted with red-coloured soil
Bearing limp lifeless bodies in which their lives
Were not taken, but confiscated
Witnessing the land not being robbed, but raped
Your streets filled with little boys
Watching the town decomposing
Wondering for a while where their limbs might be
Your field is where your children run and crawl exasperately
And wail like banshees wetting their pants
At the lips of Israeli guns
Begging for mercy and for permission to live
Among the clutter of stones and bricks
A mother digging hysterically and found
The arm of her two weeks old baby
The headless bulky body of her brave husband
And her own once long skinny leg
As the giant bulldozer drove away
Like an insatiable beast hunger for more
Palestine
Your land is holding a blood-fest
And serving innocent fleshes
And all your brothers do over here
Are pitying you
Weeping their hearts out for you
Cursing the Jews
While sipping Coke
Over their lunch at McDonald's
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