"Genocided genociders"
Look, the victims of holocaust
committing genocide
They bomb indiscriminately
the so-called open prison
With the embargo they imposed
they let civilians starving
There's no humanity in them
thus, i dub them subhumans *1
They have lost count on the dead
more than some sixty thousands
The former genocided ones
became genociders
Semites massacring semites
almost a fratricide
Behold the majestic zionism
in all of its greatest glory
The jews are now philistines
auschwitz is now gaza
Hitler is netanyahu
and nazis are now zionists
Americans, heroes of world war
are now israel's lackeys
A whole superpower
can't look them in the eye
SHAME on most evangelicals
they're anything but christians
But, this somehow has to end
one day they'll have to pay
It's not an "if", it is a "when"
have courage palestine.
(This poem is not a recent one)
This is my wish for my sons,
Watching all of my sons grow up.
Blessing can't compare to none.
The years have gone to fast,
But it has just begun.
Wisdom of the past lessons
Helped each one of your growth's passions.
Wisdom of responsibility, compassion,
And being kind, has built up your ambition.
The past confusions are what has condition,
Made each one of you happy with enthusiasm.
Don't stop growing in your wisdom.
I gave you into the hands of God's evangelicalism.
This is my wish for you, my sons.
The years have gone to fast, but it has just begun.
Blessing can't compare to none,
Watching each of you grow up.
4/20/2022
This Is My Wish For You My Son
Watching you grow up my son
Blessing can’t compare to none
The years have gone to fast, but it has just begun
Wisdom of the past lessons
Helped you in your growths passion
Wisdom of responsibility, compassion,
And being kind has built up your ambition
The past confusions are what has condition
Made you happy with enthusiasm
Don’t stop growing in your wisdom
I’ll give you into the hands of God’s evangelicalism
This is my wish for you my son
The years have gone to fast, but it has just begun
Blessing can’t compare to none
Watching you grow up my son
By: Eve Roper
12/28/2014
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