There's
Nothing
Left
To
Bomb
But
The
Women
And children
Of Gaza.

In the tomorrows yet unseen,
My love for her, a constant stream.
One day she'll see, one day she'll know,
The depth of love I couldn't show.

Roses are red
Netanyahu is a swine
I pray to the Lord for
A free Palestine

My blessed scarf
Around my neck so tight
In colours beautiful
And so bright and my scarf
Flipped and it swirled a
Wintertime comfort to star
And it keeps me warm
From the cold chill of the night.