When will the bloodshed cease? When will it be enough? When will you be satisfied? When will your expansion reach its limit? A relentless bombardment on the children of gaza An unceasing torrent of corpses and rubble A new father, receiving birth certificates Immediately followed by those of death Soldiers dancing upon the graves of infants Cheering for grievous slaughter Would that I could believe these the acts of monsters No, these are the acts of man