Run and fly, sons of Zion
Leave the land, it's not yours
By Ali Sadeek AhmedPublished 7 months ago • 1 min read
by alisadeek
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"Run and fly, sons of Zion"
Leave the land, it's not yours — it's Palestinian
The West protected you for years in vain
Now you're drunk with power, soaked in disdain
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Hatred’s burning deep inside
Since long ago, you couldn't hide
Killing, bombing — for what gain?
Look at Gaza, feel the pain!
A game of murder you repeat
You kill and strike, and never weep
In Lebanon, you brought the rot
In Syria too, you've stained the plot
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But now the time has come at last
The warning came — you ran too fast
“Iran's a threat!” you scream with fear
“We'll strike them down within a year”
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No nukes, no leaders, just the lies
You're the dumbest under skies
Life’s a loan, and justice wins
Oppressors fall — it always spins
Your bombs have killed in Gaza's streets
But now you taste what vengeance eats
You're drinking from the same old cup
The mud is thick, you're drowning up
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Iran’s fire both night and day
Missiles of thunder find their way
Some of you now flee the fight
Saying: “We have no claim, no right”
But Iran’s voice is loud and clear
Boom boom — it strikes the ear
It’s judgment time, the end is near
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About the Creator
Ali Sadeek Ahmed
Engineer-writer,( content creator, and poet )-Blogger-Youtuber


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