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Mohammed Zayed, 15, and Mohammed's friend watches his funeral which was today, April 4.

The Ballad of Mohammed Zayed

Mohammed rose this early spring
Not knowing it his last
The light unto the nation boys
Right through his chest did blast.

Mohammed walked up to the wall
And vandalized they say
Defaced the ugly edifice
And with his young, sweet life did pay.

Oh, mothers, tell your children, not
to follow young Zayed's course
For the occupation soldiers
Killing young Mohammeds is sport.

The boy lived in Qalandia
Fifteen, a refugee
If he was a New York colonist
You'd see him on TV.

If he was a Pole in Tel Aviv
A transplant from LA
He'd wax about elections
Or tout his latest play.

But he's the soul the world's forgot
And today he breathed his last
The light unto the nation boys
Right through his chest did blast.