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I hate what you are doing in the name of freedom

I hate what you are doing in the name of freedom

When I see these men woman and children screaming and yelling death to Arabs
Screaming if you are not with us you are against us
Screaming You must hate all Jews if you condemn a hospital being bombed because it had one so-called terrorist in it
I have these thoughts
And I say what now?,
I hate what now? 
No I don’t hate you and I definitely don’t hate Jews
I hate what you are doing in the name of freedom 
I hate what you are doing for a so-called promised land
I hate that you believe so deeply in what you are doing that you can’t see the monster you have become
That the world is seemingly letting you do this 
I pitty you 
You see it so black and blue and yet you don’t see that you are completing your genocide to others who are as helpless as you were
That you are continuing a murderous ideology just as your aggressor’s did to you
I hate that you can’t see that you are the aggressor in this
You are the hitler 
Gaza is your gas chamber 

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