US-Israeli New Year's Devolution, Common Era 2009
Paays Grace
It's fogging up our US of A, the most popular of nations
This Israeli-Zionist muscle-thruster Holocausturbation:
Hitler's dead, the last I heard; he can't hurt them anymore,
So why, against Palestinians, would they try to even the score?
They like our cowboys of the West, our destiny manifest,
Its land, virgin land under skies so blue,
The Zionists want their Indians red, and, o yes, dead too,
Or, jealous, they want to Terrorize and dispossess
The natives of lands each man could pound his chest
As master of, king of his castle and grounds so impressive,
Gleaming with razorwire and sniper fire
these hilltop bunker mounds let settlers spy and measure the lie
of the lands they plan to seize. Our taxes make it a breeze.
Employing their zest with the very best of U.S. war machines.
Though soaked in blood, our press agrees, and doth attest, their hands are clean.
Unfriendly "Eretz Israel" Jews who hate to share or ever lose control of mediations
Claim God's one demand is they purge the Holy Land of Palestinians, Its native nation.
They blame their victims, Arab Muslims and Christians, defying their every revelation,
Destroy their hope of a state with bloodthirsty hi-tech hate-trained crews
of massive deadly force, this best-subsidized of our empire's vain allies only use
clever lies to dictate the course of US policy and news.
Drunk on the narcotic of F-16s, apache gunships, submarines and tanks,
mere children or teens make up most of the ranks
Of these rifle-butt-in-civilian-gut killers, who don't bother asking why
they're told to kill or die, in lands they'd rather not occupy.
While in DC and Tel Aviv all smiling free, their fathers, arms dealers, give thanks
for this apocalyptic profit-cryptic syncopation
of a mere hundred-year self-masking technotasking operation counting the days
Of this gradual-phased ethnic cleansing. But survivors of branding by Hitler and Stalin
And Palestinians behind walls labeled fencing clearly comprehend the calling
Of Holocausturbators tossing Gaza's incubators into Zion's slavering jaws
Slick as silver striking fast and hard, claim they're wielding Moses' laws, holding
The Holocaust card, through them Judaic justice has thus its heart unmanned.
Beware to them all: the consequence of outrage never comes as planned.
Bethlehem's children call from their cages. Do Americans care to understand?
From the Warsaw to the Gaza ghetto, a nationalist purity bridge has spanned:
One side defined all Jews as scum, the other turned Palestine into a slum.
Heads or tails, in either case a loss of face, the spinning coin can't fail to land.
