Unprovoked My Foot!

 

 

Unprovoked my foot!

But they exist

And the mere fact they live

Is to resist.

 

This land is ours

 It is not theirs,

They should respect the fact

We allow them to share.

 

Unprovoked!

What are you talkin’ ‘bout?

That this land belongs to us

Should never be in doubt.

 

Reestablished

Seventy-seven years ago

We rightfully reclaimed our land

And all of you know.

 

They are a menace,

That’s how squatters behave

And we give them two options:

Get out or the grave.

 

 

Sorry about the women

And the children too

But they are collateral damage;

We’ve had a few.

 

Blame their terrorists

Who use them as shields

But we must do what we must do

To meet our needs.

 

We had been uprooted

From our own land

And we eventually came back

As was the plan.

 

And now we are back

We are not leaving again,

So, intruders had better beware,

You are in for pain.

 

Everyone has an opinion,

Everyone has a view

But we know what’s best for us

And for you.

 

 

Leave on your feet

Or be there interred,

This is a hugely critical matter

That cannot be deferred.

 

We were good to you

But you bit our hand,

To take over the entire settlement

Was your plan.

 

But it has failed

As you can plainly see,

Leave with the little you have

And let us be.

 

This land is our land,

It was never yours

Though for a long while back

We left it by force.

 

Unprovoked my foot!

We have taken it back

And we aim to keep it forever

And that’s a fact.

 

Stewart Russell © July 24, 2025