In Devil’s temple, they chose to pray
On corpses of babies they preyed inside
A pothole of Hell called “Israel”
Ogres of Zion crawled, side by side
Nightmare creeps of doom and gloom
Squirmed upon the Holy Land
Demons buzz above the ground
Raining death, drab, cold and blind
Gushing throe, crushing below
Leaving oceans waste behind
One stinky breath of Satan-yahu
Ghostly spell, all life denied
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Poetry for Palestine 
[…] on September 11, 2014 by uprootedpalestinians Posted on September 10, 2014 by Nahida Exiled Palestinian In Devil’s temple, they chose to pray On corpses of babies they preyed inside A pothole of […]
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