Best Zionism Poems

For you who fund
our pain and grief
Zzzzz is sleep

For us
Zzzzzz is certain death
we are bombed because you sleep

The silence 
a massacre unfolding
Zionists rejoicing
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We are the Terrorists




dead babies don't cry
therefore I must...

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Guns and Roses


They sing their songs
for those who drop bombs
we know very well for who 
are the guns
Zionists who kill for pleasure and fun

They hold no rose for humanity
in name only
they sing for rape and death
and a babies last breath
their roses dead, their guns ablaze

The...

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One has vision 
the masses see 
the other in his armchair no phd
he could use some glasses
no one cares about the ostrich
head in desert sands


attacks is
really

the repetition
of history

attacks is
really

the depletion
of humanity

attacks is
really

crimes
despicable crimes

attacks is
really

torrents of evil
pretending to shine

attacks is
really

The end
of time...

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Hind the Red Deer 

Along the river bank
on a sweltering day
there she was, shining in radiant beauty
lariviere quenched her thirst
her timid smile, gentle touch
personified kindness in tranquility
the desire of many men over time
for she was not one woman
she was a piece of history
re-incarnated many times...

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 Jesus was Palestinian


At this sad time
solemn remembrance
200,000 plus slaughtered Palestinians
bombed and shot
like fish in a gold fish bowl
none will come back to life
in three days or ever
children lost
murdered by the most evil
cult in the world

Bethlehem surrounded yet again
bagpipes will prevail..........
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A believer in God
killing babies fun fun fun
rape, well I blame all sides

Forgive
my hate
and ignorance
and silence when it maters

I have traveled no where
have no conscience
love those who disparage the weak
the weak are terrorist
the nerve of them to speak

I have no heart
a heart requires pumping blood
empathy...

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Job Description Board of the Middle East 

The Sniper - not Palestinian
The Bomber - not Palestinian
The Thief - not Palestinian
The Terrorist - not Palestinian
The Child Killer - not Palestinian
The Burner of Tents - not Palestinian
The Group that blows up Hospitals - not Palestinian
The Rapist -...

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How is it so
a woman
can cheer the burning of children

How twisted a cult
to think genocide is lovely
western media all eyes closed

Honest reporting an illusion
actually an organized hate group
rebels not really, just sick killers

Toronto, 55,000 terrorists march
none of them truly Canadian
Zionists thanking Hitler, kissing his brown...

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 Happy Easter 

I guess crucifying one Palestina wasn't enough
rejoice and celebrate
paint all your Easter eggs red with blood
call the victims evil and please please please
send more bombs to kill more children
or maybe just be quiet
and pretend you care
rejoice to the heavens
there is more blood...

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Nelson Mandela was the man
the west loathed him
he wasn't white
he wasn't rich
he stood for the oppressed
not the South African white mobsters
that locked him up, undressed
he was a terrorist
or so they said

And now?
he's on your postage stamps
so lets prey for the day
when you learn the truth
thank-you...

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The invisible poet
the invisible, lacking humanity
the invisible, mostly slaughtered
the invisible child
the invisible starvation
the invisible food
the invisible you

I am ashamed
by so much invisible
surrounding me...

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No Victory Day when the Genocide is NOW

The Nazis were defeated in war
their ideologies simmered
germinated in the wombs of today's monsters
many may not know
Zionists and Nazis held hands in the dark
they kissed and collaborated
now the Zionists carry the flag
changed the color not the atrocities
playing the...

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POEM: Welcome to Palestine. The land of the prophets and the martyrs. 


Let’s show show some respect, and bow down in humility…
Gaza may be small, but their angels are all over and as far as the eye can see..
 
Saying Herod, Nimrod, and Pharoah are...

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In lands where olive trees were once tended with care
echoes of laughter from the indigenous ones
beneath a sky where foreigners cast their lies

Where dreams were lost and all hope died
children's eyes opened wide with fear
memories of peace now blurred and unclear

Horrors whispered in the dark...

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