Palestine & the Load..

Best part we grow to something big
From a spit, thick water, sperm a liquidity twig
Then some oppress, have no mercy and become a prig
Thinking the load they’re made from is from a better rig
Not knowing our objective on earth to solely know one another
Live in harmony, respecting ones property and not bother
Or kill others children; rape their land and target every ones mother
Imprison the parent’s & sibling’s with depression when locking up their brother
You’re a load
A lucky one to have survived and then the story foretold
And not flushed down the toilet after you flew out bold
Your superiority is as superior as a fully loaded load garbage mold
So get down to earth before the heavens to the hell fire have you sold
Palestine would be free, if not now but when many of us get old
From river to sea, we will get to enjoy its hot & cold.

The Jerusalemite