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Scorched Earth

Written By: D. Collins 11/15/23
Just like I said before, I hear it in their voice.
To avoid 10/7 again kill all Palestinian boys.
Make sure there is no indication it will happen again.
Just bomb the civilians until they turn Hamas in.
Scorched earth is not what soldiers like me do.
Keep doing it, I have a major problem with you.
If your attraction is destruction of Gaza hospitals.
Explain why the rest of Gaza has been leveled.
There's no way I drop bombs on a helpless child.
I tried to told you from a New Orleans style.
I don't know how Israelis train, and it ain't my biz.
But, I have a major, stupid problem with killing kids.
Every time I read this; I go back in time.
When Gaza was a country called Palestine.
Settlers are moving in just like I said.
Taking more of the land left by the dead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace