Push the button

Over Rafah
What do we do
Just push the buttons
Imagine the view
2000 pound bombs
Dropping away
Onto the tent cities
Canvas display

Thousands of families
Sat or asleep
Thousands of children many will weep
Many old people too crippled to walk
Will be blown into pieces
Before they can talk

Buildings to rubble to dust
The Israeli bombardment
Comes via the air
American weaponry
Guarantee fate
Quietly a falling
At an alarming rate

Gaza is weeping
The people are too
Running away
It’s what people do
The Israelies told them
Get out of town
Don’t fucking mess
In fire you will drown

Genocide Israel
Ridden with grief
After the Hamas
Thats the belief
Evil and dark
As the mystery sky
As the rats in the tunnels
Mysteriously die

Biden is ancient
His head in the cloud walks like an arse
But still remains proud
Of the weaponry sent
To Israel to kill
Palestinian children
And their precious blood spill.

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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