Imagine

I say this as a historian n a British Man,

We sure set light a Middle East frying pan.

Post Great War we swapped victory for land,

Made up countries with rulers, drawn in sand.

Imagine a Palestinian boy causing no trouble,

Then an F16 jet turns his home to rubble.

His father screams, a man with month long stuble,

Friends all dig, their hands deep in concrete crumble.

I see nightmares, as all the Palestinians cry,

Having 2 ignore ignorant fools, n news ppl asking why?

Going on, as barrel bombs dropped daily from the sky,

Tally up, another 100 innocent ppl die.

Don't forget, Israel is an occupying state,

They hold the ppl of Gaza's, lives n fate.

Stopping water n fuel is a war crime great,

So dishoused Palestinians, just sit n wait.

Their calories r managed down 2 the decimal point,

N IDF soldiers, kill nurses n docs with hollow points.

They humiliate Palestinians at every checkpoint,

Coz they believe the land they stole was Gods appoint.

Thank God n Allah, Israeli survivors told the truth,

October 7th lies sell like a horror show ticket booth.

No need for them, to watch out for a bomb through the roof,

Coz if your Kosher, your magic book is all u need as proof.

Imagine there was no religion, and people could get along,

No arguments had, about which holy book or scripture was wrong.

The Palestinians should be allowed, to live their lives happy n strong.

So why not let both kids from both sides, play together happy in song.

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