SlavaOn
Jedi Master
I wrote this poem in 2009...
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You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
Your current goal is protection
And our goal is revenge
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
You’re treating Arabs as slaves
We call you bad names in exchange
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
And putting people at risk
Is always considered deranged
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
The country that split in halves
Not country, but something strange
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
Free Israel, free Palestine
It’s something that we can arrange
Our ancestors lived in peace
When they were not at war
For a piece of a Golden Fleece
For estate on a seashore
But our clash is the worst
Since there is one outcome
We’ll drag all planet Earth
Into the tram - tararam.
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You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
Your current goal is protection
And our goal is revenge
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
You’re treating Arabs as slaves
We call you bad names in exchange
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
And putting people at risk
Is always considered deranged
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
The country that split in halves
Not country, but something strange
You’ll never be able to win
Unless you are ready to change
Free Israel, free Palestine
It’s something that we can arrange
Our ancestors lived in peace
When they were not at war
For a piece of a Golden Fleece
For estate on a seashore
But our clash is the worst
Since there is one outcome
We’ll drag all planet Earth
Into the tram - tararam.