The Gaza Hotel

The Gaza Hotel is a general comment about the horrors of war and how others look the other way.

It’s a bloody strange place is the Gaza Hotel

The windows are blown out and they broke down the door

The food was all taken we were left to starve

You climb through the rubble when you check in

You’ll leave in a body bag when you check out

You may wonder why we have had to stay here

We are not here by choice we came here from fear

For we used to have a few hectares on the West Bank

It’s a bloody strange place is the Gaza Hotel

We sent out for food to stop us from starving

But the delivery boy was killed by a missile

They missed him first time but got him with the third

The lifts out of order but don’t fall down the stair

Because you’ll find that the hospital’s no longer there

I rang for room service a sniper spotted my light

The bullets came it’s a way of saying Good Night

It’s a bloody strange place is the Gaza Hotel

Once you’ve checked in you may never check out

There’s nowhere that wants you and nowhere to go

You’re just another person waiting to die

You’re not allowed to be a refugee and you may cry

So you’re stuck in this hell hole to live like a rat

There will be no escape you are here to stay

In the Gaza Hotel there’s no going away

Copyright: David Hopcroft April 2024