They fired rockets after rockets
In hiding from civilian areas
Targetting the cities
As a volley, a flurry of fire weapons
Into the Israeli space,
But on pointing the rockets fired into
They shot back with anti-missile technology
Blowing them up almost
Barring a few falling into to hurt and devastate
And thereafter the war started it
The demarcation and location of the firing done through
And the ultras housing the buildings,
Sirens given to vacate the specific location
To be stricken at, tumbled and blown away
In the repulsing rocket attack.
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