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Posted September 10, 2008
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Israel's Helping Hand
This is a poem I wrote about Israel and their dilemmas they face.
An angry army arrives
By brook, burning broken bridges, bashing, brewing
Candidly chanting cult chorus, counting corpses
Defeating, destroying, demolishing, devilish demise
Everyone's era ending, evil erupting
Following foreign footsteps, faking fierceness
Gathering goods, galloping giants grin
Haunt, hunt, hurting History
Ignore Intelligence, Ignorantly Implore
Jews, just Jews, Jealousy
Killing kind kikes*
Looting lands, liquidating, leaving ladies languishing
Men murdered, midnight mourning, mysteries mistaken
No nourshing net, no, no nation noticed
Overwhelming obstacles oliberate our opportunites
Powerlessly proverty prevails,
Quams quietly quake, quickly
Reminisce rightful return, regaining reighteousness
Scornful scoffs scorch sunburnt scars
Tears transcend tyrants' taunts
Universal understanding underminding,
Vexed, viciously violated victims
Why, Why, World we whisper
Xavier, Xenophanes, we are x-communicated
Yearn for your young, your youth
Zestfully drink from your zegedine* zibib****
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