Middle East - Jerry Joseph

Put in on paper baby, you make it plain to see

Treaties and testaments and books of poetry

I can’t read

What can I do for you, what can you do for me

Hard to negotiate when we’re both on our knees

I still plead

I ain’t your olive branch

I ain’t your Prince of Peace

Look into my eyes and you’ll see

The Middle East

I am not searching for my place in history

I’m growing tired and bored of the antiquity

I don’t need

The ones I love the most

The ones I love the least

Look into my eyes and you’ll see

The Middle East

Go tell it on the mountain, Go throw it in the sea

See the ditch in the valley that they’re digging for me

Is this Damascus Road, The Sword of Damocles?

Suffer if you stay, suffer if you leave

I see the thunder clouds, I hear the cannons roar

You’re rubbing empathy into an open sore

I still bleed

There is no beauty here

We’re sleeping with the beast

Look into his eyes and you’ll see

It’s the Middle East