No.44

Put your hands up in awe ..
To a sight out of a heavenly star ..
Fearless kids standing tall ..
Before an enemy without a soul.

Since 1948 they fought ..
For their freedom, land and home ..
No regard for their enemies fearsome tanks ..
Rockets can't break their ranks.

Year after year ..
Decade after decade ..
The fire of rebellion drove them on ..
To free their lands from the sorrow that's pressing on.

9, 10 , 11 years old ..
Only weapon is a stone so cold ..
Refusing to let their lands be sold ..
Cause of a prejudice promise for something they can never hold.

Through fire, bullets and smoke ..
As loud as cannons their actions spoke ..
You shall not have our freedom ..
You shall not take our home.

1, 2, 3 The brave ones fall ..
Each death sending out a fearsome call ..
This is me the orphan child ..
My parents were taken by Zionism's fire.

Uncle sam parades his freedom talk ..
What about Palestine, what about their right ? ..
I guess rules are only enforced when it suite you right ..
So much for the country of liberty , You are nothing more than rats and mice.

Sooner or later freedom shall prevail ..
You will go running away holding your tail ..
We will not be taken down ..
We will take back our birth right .