I’m sick to death of playing
Poetry and memoir while
Children of the world are
Killed and wounded and raped

I’m sick to death of taking sides
In war there are no good sides only
Satanic interests and feeble minds
Oh Israel, Hamas and America your
Sides are aching, the children at
Your doors inside your hospitals
Killed by our weapons of mass
Destruction produced daily
In our factories they sit as demons
In our arsenals prepared to kill
We export them to fill our filthy
Coffers making coffins for our children
It’s time to cry our tears, United Nations
Of this Earth we are One People One species
Our children bleed and run together… end