the coin

Two halves of a coin called
Jerusalem,one side loves not the other

Each only knows, for millenium,
one brother fights another

Time goes by,peace is brought......
the coin flips once more -
a terrible battle is fought

Were the coin stood on edge
jealousy could stop
Both sides could share the view
from the mountaintop

God is mighty,
like the rock of Gibraltar,
steady

Jerusalem only shows him,
that man,
is not ready.