Silent Night, Holy Night
All is calm, all is bright
round young Palestinian
mother and child
holy infant so tender and mild...
sleep in Israel's peace.
Silent Night, Holy Night
limbs are torn and flamed with blight
to kill the child
before the life
scream in white phosphorous peace, dear
scream in Israel's peace.
Silent Night, Holy Night
There's no one here
to see the light
Blown to pieces,
Burnt to death to appease the Right.
Holy Night with No claim worthwhile
the ruthless bombs, the shameless guile.
Silent Night, Holy Night
You stood your ground
and were blown to great height.
Your arms flew higher than you did
but you were just a child
who never shouted out the essential 'Heil!'
Silent Night.
You were the best of them
they had you on their file
the new creation
the perfect child
murdered by their sick and evil bile.
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