A Place In the Sun
"We have conquered for ourselves a place in the sun. It will now be my task to see to it that this place in the sun shall remain our undisputed possession." - Kaiser Wilhelm II - 1901
The temperatures rising
It’s hardly surprising
That tempers are beginning to flare.
The ceasefire’s broken
Ultimatums have been spoken
The brinkmen have issued their dare
And the jet planes are flying overhead into Ashkelon
Everything is coming undone
And it’s hot out here in the sun
But every one of us wants a place in the sun.
The rockets are flying
While another boy is dying
Caught with his hands in the air
And the mother is crying
For the son who is lying
In a pool of crimson despair
While the jet planes are flying over, heading to Ashkelon
It looks like something’s begun
And it’s hot out here in the sun
But every one of us want a place in the sun.
And the tanks are rolling boldly
Like wolves upon the fold
Leaving nothing but destruction for all
And the President is beaming
As reports are now streaming
In telling of the enemy’s fall
And the jet planes are dealing out death over Ashkelon
While we tell ourselves, the good guys have won
And it’s hot out here in the sun
But every one of us wants a place in the sun.
© Barry Freeman 15th May 2021
Copyright © Barry Freeman | Year Posted 2021
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