Right or Wrong

 

This poem is about right and wrong,

or some melancholy and lamenatable song.

It is about life and death

engineered by power and stealth.

The chosen people and their promised land

conceals a nefarious and deceitful hand.

They have dispossessed a nation

by creating a deluded notion.

They have taken to themselves a property

by exerting their own authority.

They are supported by those who garner wealth

from playing a game of deceit and stealth.

The most powerful nation pays their bills

and this then becomes the Palestinian ills.

Every day intimidation is used

in order to see the indigenous people abused.

This conflict did not begin in recent times

but decades ago amongst the olives and limes.

There is right and wrong in this land

only the oppressed and agressors hand.

The agressor has a huge arsenal of weapons

the oppressed suffers only endless transgressions