Gaza Gaza Gone
Looks like the chosen people are on the march again,
not much has changed since persecution began to rain;
what happened to the promised land, was that Palestine?
It took a few paragliders to shake a candelabra sign.
Jesus drove them out of the temple, never on sunday,
who would he drive now, maybe you or me they might say;
do you know your history, no one's interested anymore,
we'll check to see if you've been cicumcised - what for?
We'll check to see what side you're on, even then dead,
five thousand still managed, to get their daily bread;
some are more concerned that we're not smoking in war,
rather than having concerns for delivering God's law.
Some may have a few things to answer for without love,
ironically, miuch of that may be answerable from above.
Copyright © Terry Reeves | Year Posted 2023
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