The Oslo Accords, a#nbsp;peace agreement between the PLO and Israel, is#nbsp;signed in#nbsp;Washington, D.C.
Oh, September 13th, a#nbsp;fateful day indeed, When two foes came together, in#nbsp;hopes to#nbsp;succeed, In#nbsp;crafting a#nbsp;peace, that would end their strife, And bring an#nbsp;end to#nbsp;a#nbsp;long and painful life.
In#nbsp;Washington, D.C., they signed the accord, The PLO and Israel, with one accord, To#nbsp;end the violence, and to#nbsp;pave the way, For a#nbsp;future of#nbsp;peace, and a#nbsp;brighter day.
And as#nbsp;they shook hands, and smiled with grace, The world looked on, in#nbsp;awe of#nbsp;this embrace, For it#nbsp;was a#nbsp;moment, of#nbsp;hope and light, That banished the darkness, and dispelled the night.
But alas, it#nbsp;was not to#nbsp;last, for long, As#nbsp;both sides struggled, with right and wrong, And the peace that was promised, was never found, And the wounds of#nbsp;the past, still left a#nbsp;profound.
Oh, September 13th, a#nbsp;day that we#nbsp;recall, When peace was promised, but never came at#nbsp;all, May we#nbsp;learn from this, and strive for a#nbsp;better fate, And work towards a#nbsp;future, that’s free from hate.