Keffiyeh-Cool
By Richard M Moss MD
You are now quite the trend,
The whole world your friend.
Your checkered scarf seems cool,
For those who are cruel.
Many times you were offered a state.
But you choose to hate.
Your weapon is the suicide bomber,
Against innocents without armor.
Terror is your stock in trade,
The keffiyeh and gun, you got it made.
Your goal is the destruction of Zion,
But you can’t beat the Judean lion.
Of Arab states, there are many,
One Jewish state, against more than twenty.
You sacrifice your children,
To change public opinion.
Israel has offered you peace,
But your killing will never cease.
Terror is your cause,
Blow up buses, do not pause.
Arabs are citizens of Israel,
Can’t you make a deal?
Many times you were offered a state.
But you choose to hate.
Your weapon is the suicide bomber,
Against innocents without armor.
Terror is your stock in trade,
The keffiyeh and gun, you got it made.
Jews have lived in the holy land,
They built Jerusalem from the sand.
For three thousand years, it was their home,
Well before the Arabs did roam.
They gave the world the holy bible,
You don’t care, you want to kill.
Israel left Gaza in two thousand five,
So you could thrive.
The world wanted to trade,
But you love rockets, bombs, and the blade.
Many times you were offered a state.
But you choose to hate.
Your weapon is the suicide bomber,
Against innocents without armor.
Terror is your stock in trade,
The keffiyeh and gun, you got it made.
On October 7 you went to war,
Rape, burn, torture at every door.
Killed 1200, put some in tunnels,
Men, women, children, you did smuggle.
The lion of Judah returned with a roar,
They drove to the sea and settled the score.
The keffiyeh is a status symbol,
Worn by students who can barely scribble.
Keffiyeh is cool for the mentally feeble.
Killing Jews is fashionable,
You’re today’s Nazis, and contemptible.
Try as you will to destroy God’s chosen,
You will fail, for the Lord has spoken.
Many times you were offered a state.
But your wish is to hate.
Your weapon is the suicide bomber,
Against innocents without armor.
Terror is your stock in trade,
The keffiyeh and gun, you got it made.