Can you imagine what it
would be like?
To live on a housing estate
And be permanently ill
at ease
Feeling your
neighbours hate
Not just occasional
hatred
But every day for
sixty years
Each successive act of
hate
Designed to optimise
your fears
Can you imagine what
it would be like?
To fear not just for
your own life
But to be fearful for
the safety
Of your children and
your wife
Having to be always
vigilant
Trying to anticipate
their acts of spite
Surrounded by a sea of
bile
For six decades
without respite
Can you imagine what
it would be like?
To know all your neighbour’s
want your death
Want to eradicate you
from existence
To squeeze from you
your dying breath
If you can imagine
this kind of life
And feel that bitter
hatred daily
Then you should
perhaps understand
How it feels to be an
Israeli