Screams of the mothers and babies just could not be drowned.

Buildings were bombed before they could evacuate.

Even with warnings, it’s always too little, too late.

A war of religion, like poem and pigeon don’t mix.

The seven day war was the worst one before.

The next one might end in just six.

Palestine is not on the mind of the people in power.

If they had their way, they would drop the Big A,

and be done with the mess in an hour.

The land God loves least must be the mideast.

It’s the center of trouble worldwide.

Forget your lame prayer. The beast doesn’t care.

And no savior will come to your side.

It’s the hour of sand and the glass in your hand is now cracking.

The Howitzer gun reflects the cruel sun,

and the stones thrown are horribly lacking.

Some say Shoo-less Joe doesn’t have enough soul for concern.

And Bennie the N (no man is a friend) will treat people like meat ’til they burn.