Not a peep
Scared to complain
When rockets on
Civilians rain
Or rockets down
Civilian plane
Acts that we once thought insane
Occur daily in Ukraine
Putin, he won’t take the blame
The world says
“Response is the same”
And so Israel gets the blame
A thousand rockets
Toward us hone
Terror tunnel
Terror drone
Each Arab brought up with a stone
He’s taught to throw when he is grown
And from the stone
The boy will grow
He’ll learn to shoot
Instead of throw
He’ll learn to shoot
And then inside
In mosques or schools
Is where he’ll hide
Or he’ll just learn to
Suicide
And then they’ll find
And track him down
The world will shout
And deeply frown
With speeches from
The famed renown
They’ll yell and shout
For BDS
And then blame Israel for the mess
And say the story
On the news
Using “Israel” and not “Jews”
It’s every year around this time
Bashevkin never fails
To make a rhyme
Lamenting tzaros in our time
Hitting strongly, not sublime
To say that if we ever
Did forget
We are not free as of yet
As golus shleps just more and more
Tzaros knock upon our door
Hello! Hello!
We’re here again!
Visiting you, once again
The only answer is to pray
That Mr. Golus goes away
