A daily dose

A daily dose of genocide
Of children blown to bits
Everyday they pass away
Where the hell it sits
In spirit and in loving
A glorious atmosphere
A vast tragic rubble heap
A people so sincere
Their Indigenous persuasion
Lost souls in a way
Their homes ransacked and stolen
Kingdom come today
Children playing in the street
Targeted and killed
Innocence laid out before us
Their precious blood is spilled

Bombs rain down on Gaza
So many lies are told
Israeli gunships firing
So many people sold
Famine strikes the youth the old
A culture of dismay
Ordinary people
Beautiful souls
Just are blown away

Snipers snipe
Bombers bomb
Savage deeds
From Jack and Tom
American weapons
British too
The Europeans
Yes all through
Daily played out on our screens
The political the pain
The sinful violence decked with blood
The thoroughly insane
Skeleton shapes are everywhere
Broken and twisted forms
Evictions coming everyday
Hearts broken evil storms
Raging through humanity
Each of us we feel
The tempestuous true evil
The ugliness the real
Sadness every soul found lying
Murdered in their bed
Shot to bits
We are sharing
Their agony it sits
Squarely with our soul urge
Politicians they
Tell us Isreal has the right
To defend itself and play
It’s tune above all others
It’s propaganda we
Here it playing in our soul
Their vile depravity
The tories and the Labour leaders
Pronouncing all the way
Denying that the horrid war
Is how the world must pay
Zionism all conquering
Thousands in their graves
Covered in dust and glory
So many innocent slaves
Broken and torn their purelives lost
Women and children all
We hear their collective screaming
As the shrapnel hits the wall
Hospitals are falling
Mosques are crumbling too
Universities blown apart
All of this is true
The Lancet tells us the numbers
Denied by Israel
So many loving mothers
And their children
Lost in Hell
Thank goodness for South Africa
Who stood up who were brave
They had gone through uprisings
And felt that they could save
Us all from what was genocide
Played out every day
Eloquently put to bed
It was the only way.

“I woke up in the middle of the night
These words dredged up from my soul
From the river to the sea
Hearts deliver painfully”