Hitnatkut (a poem)
Torrents of rain pour from the heavens
As if HaShem Himself were weeping
over the destruction of the daughter of his people
Then
and now
Why demonize them?
They were told to move there
Maybe that decision was right
Maybe it was wrong
What difference does that make now?
Human beings are losing their homes
Children, their schools, their playgrounds
People, their shuls
Some, their livelihoods
Even the cemeteries are no longer sacrosanct
A voice is heard in Ramah
Lamentation, and bitter weeping
Rachel weeping for her children
She refuses to be comforted for her children
Because they must return to their borders.
http://divreimoshe.blogspot.com/
See his Sunday, August 14, 2005 post, "The Power of Prayer, reconciliation and dignity"
http://outofstepjew.blogspot.com/
See his Thursday, August 11, 2005 post, "Neither a Toy, nor a Game"
http://ajewishsoul.blogspot.com/2005/08/eicha.html
http://bogieworks.blogs.com/treppenwitz/2005/08/neither_memory_.html#comments
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2 Comments:
A voice in Ramah, and a voice in Ramallah..
not sure what I meant, just noticed the similarity
-alan scott
Sorry--I should have included the citation:
"A voice is heard in Ramah
Lamentation, and bitter weeping
Rachel weeping for her children
She refuses to be comforted for her children . . ."
This is a quote from the haftarah (addition reading from the Prophets) for the second day of Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year). It's from Yirmiyahu/Jeremiah, chapter 31, verse 15. Verse 17 continues, "V'shavu vanim li-g'vulam"--Your children will return to their borders."
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