Because of occupation,
Palestinians are forced to live on donations,
for many generations
Have you ever felt your heart ablaze,
Fuming with rage and righteous anger
For a baby, with an unfinished smile,
Shot in the head at point blank
Did storms of fury ever roared inside,
For claims by a mob, of a God given right,
to lynch, rob, maim and shout:
“unto the nations we are the light”
Have you ever shed a tear, in sadness or despair
For a child, perished prematurely, of cold or hunger,
clutching mum’s hand, waiting for her dad
Are you truly in love with that mystic land?
Do you feel for her people,
Unwelcome by life, unwelcome by death
Hanging in between?
Can you hear them chanting, FREE FREE PALESTINE?
Passing the flag of dignity, from hand to hand
As they fall in droves, on enduring death march
If so, Help it rid itself of demons,
Flesh eating ogres with guns and tanks
Be a spark of light, be an inspiration
Say no to occupation
Aim for nothing but FULL LIBERATION
No more slavery, no more donations
