Jerusalem

In love and in war all is fair This is no consolation but a scare Ye gloat but it is loss and death that ye dare And it is at requiem masses ye remember prayer Ye clamor to justify a side’s cause As if the bloodshed is worth applause And for counting the cost you take no pause As if you have gone over peace to its last clause You speak of love as if you even love hate And destiny as if to embrace fate Virtues unclear and boundaries obscure for any trait In your unholy conviction you desecrate How much blood seeks to be avenged While the godliness we by our lips pledged Has in deed and intent been edged When indeed the earth has no blood thirst to be quenched We pray for the peace of Jerusalem May she end her bleeding by touching the hem Rightful birthright and inheritance be unto them May she not eat her own but be their gem K. Muitherero