I Hear the Boots of Krystallnacht
I hear the boots of Krystallnacht
marching in our streets
Heil, Hitler… Heil, Sinwar…
Heil, Hitler… Heil, Sinwar…
I hear the glass of Krystallnacht
clinking 'neath their cleats
Dirty Jews… Jew pigs
Free Palestine… Intifada lives
I see 'our leaders’ cower
turning backsides to the fray
like Harvard's President, Claudine Gay
POTUS Biden asked a question, walks away
I see my fellow Jews betray our cause
shouting, 'Intifada Revolution'... 'No More Genocide'...
seeming not to understand
disunited, we perish by suicide...
Have we forgotten, do we not recall
His covenantal promise we'd never fall
One place to turn, one Name to call
~ God of Israel, save us all
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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