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Sadistic people won’t care

At the fed child’s stare,

Tears roll down my face

Every morning that I wake,

And see the repition

Of Gaza being ethnically cleansed,

And kids and babies are at the forefront

Will these atrocities never end,

Tears mixed with blood

Under the Gaza moon,

Then laid under blankets in the morning

This blood stains the evil Netenyahu.