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Watermelon
Rocks tossed into the air
Killing twelve injuring thirty
Can this truly be called fair
Praising the hand that cast cruelty

There is no conceding
No morals in apartheid
No justice in children bleeding
No hospital standing, nowhere to hide

Seventy three years past
Since my grandmother fled Germany
Her blood to me has been passed
I am a Jew ashamed of the Israeli

I can not stand idle
Pretending this has nothing to do with me
My tax dollars mark me liable
I call for freedom from the river to the sea

Life is precious nomatter where you come
السلام عليكم


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