There lies a land behind the smoke, Where silence screams and hearts are broke Where lullabies drown in bombs and drones And cradles turn to shattered stones Babies cry with lips so dry No blood, no milk, no tear left to cry No schoolbell rings, no hospital stands, Just bones and ruins buried in the sand They queue for crumbs and bleed for rice A bottle of water, the price of life Each has lost _ be it a child or spouse a parent, a sibling or a shattered house Then phosphorus rains on wrecked-out souls To burn their skin to elevate their pains And we the modern civilized race Watch stage 5 famine take its place What further war-crimes must I define Palestine bleeds while the world stays blind