South Africa’s leading the charge
And we are all floating on a barge
Down the river Thames 
Watching it happen again 
And over one hundred and fifty years ago 
The Irish were starved to death so 
The British could maintain their economy 
The invisible hand and the maize crop they take away from me 
So how do I not feel Palestine 
As though the struggle was mine
Babies screaming in the street
As the winter steals the heat 
And Israel bombs the buildings 
Do they not care for the children 
Who will grow up with war wounds
Or the ones who died too soon
The mothers, fathers, family, friends 
Is this how the world ends
Watching silently from the western front 
As a people bear the brunt 
Of what’s held in the unconscious 
And I don’t know what they want us
To do in the movement in between 
When they convince the dream 
That it is reality
But the lie is not getting the best of me 

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