Fall of Israel

Constantly stressing the case.
Constantly stressing the case.
Our identity has been erased.

From where have we come to where will we go?
Will any of us ever know?

So angry in and at these modern times.
So many get away with multiple crimes.

So much have we left behind.
We need to stay in the present and not rewind.

We will rise as a whole in class.
No longer tainted by the reflection in the glass.

This present is a product of our past.
Generation after generation, for we are vast.

How did we get here?
Why are we filled with all this fear?

So deep have we fallen.
Producing much for the barren.

Abandoned our own to maintain another's throne.
In a place that never felt like home.
In this place where the light has not shone.

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