The Israeli's song

The Israeli's song

A Poem by OR

Here I'm looking for guys to slay 
Looking for a war today
Come close little boy, for fairly I'm going to play

You've believed me?
You've come to see 
If there's a truth hidden in me

You're too small, too innocent, too weak 
Come to me I'll give you the kiss of death, I'll bite your cheak!
Gome to me I'll show you the blood, you'll leak...

Merciless, you'll say
For I've took your life away

You don't know the truth 
I've killed a men, didn't kill a youth

I know you maybe twelve or thirteen 
I know you maybe hardly called a teen

But I see the courage in those eyes 
The courage that kills the lies

The lies, I've learned
The lies, I've turned

Into a truth...
In my mind...

So lose a head, lose a tooth 
Visit earth in a booth

If your ethnicity starts with an A and ends with a C
Or Muslim, you've chosen to be

In your site you'll find me 
I'm the Israeli, and you're my enemy!

© 2012 OR

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Added on January 4, 2012
Last Updated on January 4, 2012




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