Long overdue
Of mother's lost
And brethren too
Tis your desire
To pave this way,
To keep the pain
To pay and pay.
No peace I see
No olive branch
Only death's door,
Of eternal ranch
Who killed first
Is always asked
No one wants
To be the last.
Now in the dirt
Are they gone
No more the hurt?
You sure you did
The best you could?
To stop the hate
And sow the good.
Has terror gone
From you tonight?
Or do you feel
You have the right?
To kill and kill
As much you can,
Who cares the age
Who cares the plan.
O Israel
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