Israeli’s should swap homes
With the Palestinians
Tell them to move
To morrow the planes
Are coming to strafe them to bomb them
To murder them
Let settlers appreciate
The awful pains
Off to the south
Then the north
Then the ocean
Where ever their told to go
Bombs will be dropped
Imagine the hell losing
Brothers and sisters
And Nations some of them
Say it doesn’t have to be stopped
All one’s belongings
One’s friends and one’s parents
Likely to never see them ere again
Rockets and missiles
And death and destruction
Victims of blood baths
And continued pain
Who wants to live like this
Can we imagine
Put ourselves in their place
How wretched it feels
Under the boot of the demons and devils
Likely to never wake up
Ere again.