- Days of war, time for pain,
- poor dead children, they can’t complain.
- The men of terror are rockets throwin’,
- an’ war planes answer with carpet bombin’.
- The fightin’ sides tell they’re both right,
- they blame each other, no peace in sight.
- Our useless talks won’t persuade,
- the end of war just seems to fade.
- Time goes on, things don’t change,
- the word I hear? Just one: revenge!
- The rich men dwellin’ across the ocean?
- They watch and wait for more…distruction.
- So people’s starvin’, all skin and bones
- the world’s attendin’ makin’ war loans.
- Now a free nation it’s in a rage
- Yeah, they’ve been trapped, mice in the cage.
- They count each hour with a sure blast
- and nobody knows how long it’ll last.
- Many crossed talks, they wrote some files
- then shook their hands but with fake smiles.
- As the real reasons remain untold,
- there bodies lie, all dead and cold.
- The mothers cry, death all around,
- young boys and girls rest on the ground.
- It’s a heavy burden no one can bear,
- as all our words just took nowhere.
- They’re deaf and sneer to mournin’ an’ sob
- and armed with blinkers, they’ll end the "job".
- But my heart grieves over one question:
- who’ll avail of this unfair aggression?
- No matters what or who’s to blame:
- God, stop the war, their cruel game!
To the innocent people
dead in Lebanon and Israel
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