Enact who truly owns,
by killing all in sight,
not enough to see their bones,
so; set the dead alight,
dark pictures, for Muhammad,
of which, he didn’t want,
let clerics, be the bandits,
drown babies, in the font,
disallow expression,
kill the music off,
spiritual aggression,
can cure any cough,
like hers, who wore her tales,
inked upon her skin,
parading, Allah-ed fails,
but calling it winning,
do the biased TV screens,
stoke all their fires?
No matter what, they make the scenes,
as the blood perspires,
For, mortal Hamas-ment,
fills the land, so stout,
prolonging all imprisonment,
to kill Israeli shout.