Saturday, 7 June 2025

There’s a limit to every posture There’s a moment when action ends doubt Like when thousands of children have nothing to eat And there’s lorries with food being kept out

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Trita Parsi
There’s a limit to every posture There’s a moment when action ends doubt Like when thousands of children have nothing to eat And there’s lorries with food being kept out And all they can taste is the sulphur They’re cut off from relief or supply They’re ordered to wait till its over Self-defence has become genocide Now you don’t win a war showing pity But there’s some things that shouldn’t be planned Like choosing to engineer famine Or the bombing of refugee camps And you can’t fight the tears of the orphaned Or the footage that hollows our eyes When every week brings excuses Yeah it’s children just burning alive ... And your ministers talk about ‘cleansing’ As the water pumps dry in the sand When everything sacred you’ve broken Will you tell us that wasn’t the plan? Will you tell us that wasn’t the plan?? Will you tell us that wasn’t the plan??

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