Gather your wits, compatriots.

Gather your wits, compatriots.
“Riviera,” the hypocrite!
America, O surrogate
whose shame permits, and Justice quits.

Gather your wits, compatriots.
From the river, a counterfeit,
cruel lawgiver, will charge remit.
The pact commits; follow its writs.

Gather your wits, compatriots.
Progress has stalled, walled bit by bit.
Grossly enthralled, we recommit.
Ignore the twits. Our conscience splits.

Gather your wits, compatriots.
To pick quarrels, what good does it?
What of morals? Care not a whit?
Heaven admits that it omits.

Gather your wits, compatriots,
for Gaza’s fate our fate befits.