Slaughter In the Holy City
Brutal attack on worshippers
in an Israeli synagogue
The floor was covered in blood
After five men met their maker
Four rabbis and
a brave Druze
left this mortal coil
A sorrowful day for the Jewish
people and their allies
When will peace reign,
swords beaten into ploughs
as the prophet promised?
From my vantage point
in New York City
I read about the events in
the Middle East
In the frosty New York air
I feel saddened
Yet rays of lights manage to
cut though my darkness
Perhaps, just perhaps
Peace will eventually reign
in the Holy Land
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