Joy and the Goy and Israel
the love and reverence
is what I noticed first
a motherland a homeland
but then I saw the curse
a beautiful Israeli girl
too jewish shunned like me
but a goy in the kitchen
still instant friends were we
fast forward to this present day
with Gaza razed a perilous fate
towards its people a palpable hate
to mind my jewish summer camp stay
how at an early age I could plainly name
both belonging and pack mentality
how hate and bigotry will stake their claim
when so by example one is taught to be
For Simcha,
never forgotten ~x
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2024
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