Israel / Palestine (and other countries in Mid East - some political poetry)

 Written 2004

Metal Mickey

 

Hey little Palestinian kid,

I am the Yiddish Tank sent to kill

your mum and dad and older brothers,

get off the road, I will squash you now

if not later when a weapon you yield,

yes I am the tank, from great uncle Yank

My guns are no match for your game of throw and catch

so stand aside, before you are the bride

at another Palestinian burial, Yassar might cry

 

I rumble on into your town and drown

in a hail of bullets, the hope that you all hold

behold I am the Mighty Israel, slaughterer of you

so lay down your stones and step aside

as I roll on in and do my duty for Judaism.

No you can't kill me, boy,

I am bigger than you ever will be.

 

A Young Lust

Hey Israel, blood lust murderers of hope,

I am eight, and since my inception

I have been trained to hate your very existence

not because you are existing here

but you rub out ours, I am against you

all the way, and to my dying day, no matter how soon

I will throw you back with whatever it takes,

I will defend my freedoms, no matter how trivial

I will defend my lands, no matter how barren

I will defend my people, no matter how impoverished,

yes you made them all that way,

trivial, barren, and impoverished

but I live with hope, even at eight years old,

the hope you will go away and leave us alone,

and when that happens, we will leave you alone

and we will have no need to fight,

for we will have what we have

and you will have yours,

 

So Israel, I say begone!! or shoot me too

if I fight now, or later, I will always fight

until you have no choice but to kill me

or live beside me.

 

Telegram - Bush to Sharon

Ariel STOP
Bush STOP
Money on its way COMMA
Missiles too COMMA
Get the Bastards EXCLAMATION MARK

Reply

Bush STOP
ARAFAT STOP
Wrong address COMMA
BRACKETS Laughter CLOSED BRACKETS
You Idiot STOP!!