David Rovics - Children of Jerusalem

Did you see them praying and the Army marching in
As they clubbed old women did you see the general grin
Watch the stones fly and the snipers taking aim
On Shatila's birthday, it's a calculated game
They're gunning down the children of Jerusalem

Did you hear the screaming, see the horror on his face
As he hid for cover in a tiny, unprotected space
Did you hear his father pleading, "There is a child here"
Trying to protect his son who yelled in terror and in fear
That they're gunning down the children of Jerusalem

Did you feel the wind blow from the helicopter blades
Did you smell the tear gas, see the demolition raids
Did you see the rockets and the dum-dum bullets fly
Did you feel the horror to watch one more young boy die
They're gunning down the children of Jerusalem

Did you see the roadblocks letting nobody go past
Watch the blood flow as time is running fast
See someone's brother taking his last breath
So close to the hospital but closer still to death
They're gunning down the children of Jerusalem

Did you hear the fatcats say “It's not what it appears
It's an armed uprising, a realization of our fears
Do you hear them chanting that this is their homeland
They want what's ours and we've got to make a stand
So we're gunning down the children of Jerusalem”

Some want power and it seems the world's theirs to give
Some just want peace and a decent place to live
Some talk of destiny and what their God has willed
And a mother weeps that her nine-year-old's been killed
They're gunning down the children of Jerusalem