In recent days, the streets were alive, With voices raised, where passions strive. A pro-Palestine march, emotions ablaze, Yet dark echoes from certain cells, in hateful displays.
Calls for extermination, “from the river to the sea,” drowning out reason, like a venomous plant. Then came a second, by hearts untainted, Ordinary Australians, brightened with true blue.
They marched for peace, for love, for light, Yet amid the crowd, shadows took flight. A small group of Neo-Nazis sought to sow fear, Disrupting a message that should have been clear.
For two opposing groups uninvited, shared a thirst for disruption, a longing unkind. Both sides wield words that spell out the same, a Pro-P cell and Nazis, entwined in their shame.
The innocent remain, HAMAS victims of pain, Jewish souls caught in the storm’s raging rain. In this chaotic tapestry, threads start to blend— Hate and division, where foes intersect, we all see!