In the corridors of truth, where stories reside,
A tale unfolds, where journalism is tried.
Censoring Israeli violence, a narrative concealed,
In Western media’s dance, where truths are revealed.
Through the ink-stained pages and digital scrolls,
A saga of silence, where censorship tolls.
In the face of oppression, where stories mute,
Israeli violence cloaked in media’s pursuit.
In the hallowed newsrooms, where headlines unfold,
Censorship’s grip, a narrative controlled.
In the dance of power, where narratives sway,
Israeli violence hidden in the light of day.
From the Gaza skyline to the West Bank’s embrace,
Censorship’s legacy, a relentless chase.
In the headlines obscured, where violence transpires,
Israeli actions, veiled in media’s fires.
In the echo chambers of information, where narratives collide,
A truth held hostage, in censorship’s guide.
In the eyes of the world, where perception is shaped,
Israeli violence, in shadows draped.
Oh, the Western media, where voices align,
In the symphony of silence, where truths decline.
Censoring Israeli violence, a dark charade,
In the quest for balance, in the stories betrayed.
Through the lenses of cameras, where perspectives frame,
A narrative sculpted, in silence’s name.
In the edit rooms, where truths are shaped,
Israeli violence, in censorship draped.
In the classrooms of knowledge, where minds imbibe,
A generation misled, as narratives prescribe.
In the currents of bias, where perspectives fade,
Censorship thrives, in truths’ blockade.
In the virtual spaces, where voices aspire,
A struggle against silence, where passions acquire.
In the fight for transparency, where justice belongs,
Israeli violence, in the echoes, prolongs.
So, let the call resonate, a plea for the light,
In the face of censorship, where justice takes flight.
For in the pursuit of truth, where freedom prevails,
Censoring Israeli violence, a narrative derails.
