O Israel, I punished you much too often!
You displeased me; but I didn’t want you in a coffin
I had to make you see grief, to set you free!
And my promise was, what I had chosen
But if evil gets you, I will still let loose
Even love won’t be spared from the hangman’s noose!
It is not me who wants to destroy you, but Saint Paul and Allah!
You can see I became vulnerable, but I am not afraid of Ayatollah!
And I have always sworn that the Left is bereft
of me, God; but its victories are a result of Saint Paul’s theft
I have been kind and suffered in vain for long
The fishy Church put me in the shade; it is not where I belong!
Yes, I have been all too generous with every enemy
because I didn’t want Prakash Saint Paul to ever get me
I am unlike Jesus, who the tax man, Zechariah, pleased
I am God the Just, who was imprisoned and tortured but never sneezed
Justice has always been defeated by so much evil around
But I tell my armies, please TRUST! Saint Paul and his hijacking will ultimately be what will be bound!
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