The little white house
one hollow, pale May
gapes wide dark bowels
devours a prized race.
Screams in the black
tunes and sweet song.
Hair to power looms
Last waltz of souls
in carbon streaked flames.
On social shares,
Why Jews are hated
In all history books?
The land is soaked in blood and tears
the hate is very old
Like all the ancient stories
in the Holy Bible told
Each vows to kill the other
asks their God to make it so
Their vengeance masked as prayers
consume the Holy Land of woe
No leaders can convince them
their hate like a disease
There is no cure for this old plague
which blows with every breeze
Social Media influencers on the racist right
said us Jews control radio and TV
That we rot the roots of morality’s tree,
The implication is clear; there’s no society free.
One TV personality invited a guy
who spouted reasons for Hitler's views
As the real deal, I wonder why
So much dumping on the Jews
They talk of the 'noticing' - a kind of right wing 'woke'
where folks wake up to Jewish control
They take advantage of a center that's broke
Old ideas corrupt a bewildered soul.
Some shout that we’re pushing everything gay,
Yet many gays march against Israel today.
On campuses now, free speech has its price—
Debate is forbidden; it just isn't nice.
Even China got into that social media bed
plus it helps Iran, the Houthis, lots more could be said
In Brooklyn, some blacks punch Jews in the head
In America, some Jewish blood spilt and ran red
Yes, it’s true we have fools, that cross red lines,
Who chase after causes that darken our times.
But most of us build, most of us mend—
Confuse friend and foe, and you hasten the end.
Bad ideas never die
Let's stand firm against the lie.
If the cries,- "Where are the Jews?"
answer with the pure truth,-
''This is not the biggest puzle
Jews in Syria and Gaza!''
Years ago, my aunt developed mesothelioma. She and her husband did not have money for medical care. It was a Jewish hospital that took her in, and helped her through her last days free of charge.
The Jews have built many hospitals, made contributions to many charities, and established many foundations. The list is endless.
Jews have been instrumental in government and finance. They have served in our American armed forces from recruits to high level generals and admirals.
I have never seen a Jew burn an American flag.
I have never heard of a Jew cry out for his God while assaulting a woman.
Jews take their God seriously, and are respectful In prayer.
Jews are good pet owners. Many Jews own cats and/or dogs. Jews recognize dogs as one of God's gifts to all of us.
Jews endure a lot of hate and bullying, yet they stay strong.
have you heard the news
trump likes to abuse the Jews
without an excuse
Saw this on MSNBC.
I take my pain to where ragers rage and writhe
in their self-absorbed gluttony on all-winter days
their tea cups are only for them
interspersed with silence and solitude
the streets are buildings without them
who are the signposts talking too?
I could have been one of them
I was one of them
and still am if hills facing the sun are cloud covered
and I don’t look out of the window to notice
then, in those un-costumed days, I am
but, and it has taken rotations of earth
backpacking through antonyms, through tropics
I have conquered tinnitus, now a comfort blanket
aiding sleep as a heart monitor line crossing a screen
I have conquered deep wells, now jews harps
jaw harps if you prefer, gewgaws, yes I have conquered
the cave of crawling space days
goblins are only a light switch and their rising finger away
but my rising finger plucks at overtones and distances
between neurons, between stars, between mees
its sound soothing, rubbing balm on a restive chest
the vibrations are fizzing and feeding me
I take my white noise and float away
sound, my therapy
Sacred, a soul’s breath exquisite
The mouth, its vessel, sing
jews harp,
Portal to absence
if aromatic, can your sound
adrift on wings like strings to sing
by tongue and some from lighted tops
of cloud aloud let fly, let fly
o solitary eagle soaring high
these aromatic overtones
of demon groans to bees abuzz
on petal roams and onto tombs
of night in flight to morning’s dew
harmonic rhythms meditate
the late, the new, the cycle through
sweet realm of realms, mine avenue
and though her breath is my breath too
the key, like she, can bloom
Where is the outrage over Hamas
still holding 100+ hostages
who might still be alive, who might all be dead --
Screams of ‘Kill the Jews’ in their stead…
Five hostages are American too
Does anyone protest that?
I guess not, they’re ‘only Jews’
~ the uncomfortable fact
he had an inkling
as to what the world was
as to what the universe was
which is why
his sitting on the porch step
playing a beloved jews harp
was so poignant
among the other spheres
and as if, through it,
these convoluted orbits
of journey-filled rounds
contributed dearly
to his rhythm
Messianic Jews, kindred believers,
weep in joy,
Our sweet Yeshua cleansed and saved
all of us with His suffering sacrifice.
He walks among His faithful,
death and sorrow defied.
In Hebrew, you lift up your voices,
singing a thankful prayer,
"Toda Raba,
shalom u'vrakha, our Yeshua!"
He hears, His radiance,
His love eternal,
shining in the sunbeams,
illumining His Sacred Heart. ~
harp
to the mouth at the mic
on one side
the awe-maker
on the other side
the awestruck
harp
to the ear at the air
invisibly gained
bleed the crowd
At war with HAMAS
Chaos in the Holy Land
Jews persecuted
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