From the Walls of Jerusalem
Walking through
the old city
One feels the power
of this metropolis
The narrow streets are
filled with youngsters
running by
Aggressive merchants
ply their wares
And as we walk
we are swept back in time
Swept back to the
age of the Kings
When Jerusalem ruled
a small empire
Hasidim pass by
as do Arabs
This city is "such
stuff as dreams are made of"
I have been there!
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014
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