I Am Not Supposed To

What Cause Have We To Complain About Their Fierce Hatred To Us? For Eight Years Now, They Sit In Their Refugee Camps In Gaza, And Before Their Eyes We Turn Into Our Homestead The Land And Villages In Which They And Their Forefathers Have Lived.

I Have Only One Eye. Do You Want Me To Look At The Road Or The At The Speedometer.

Freedom Is The Oxygen Of The Soul.

If We Lose This War, I'll Just Start Another In My Wife's Name.

We Are A Generation Of Settlers, And Without The Steel Helmet And Gun Barrel, We Shall Not Be Able To Plant A Tree Or Build A House.