A pillar of cloudÂ
has become Iron Dome,
pillars of supersonic fire
ignite sleepless nights.Â
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Father Abraham defeated kingsÂ
washed the feet of angelsÂ
argued for lives – righteous livesÂ
though he knew them not.        Â
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Can nations of descendentsÂ
cease provocations
seething hate, man-made
chariots of destruction?Â
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Innocence lay buried in caves
trust sacrificed on false altarsÂ
hope, like beating heartsÂ
turned to stone.
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Where are leaders with courageÂ
of soldiers, compassion of their people,
when will we speak wisdom of ancestors
share the shade of olive trees?
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Fragrant desert flowers                                     Â
open to persuading moonlight  Â
midnight blooms unexpected,Â
new life born on ancient land.
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Shalom, salaam – the only victory
for children & grandchildren,
pray this truth to the One we know
by different names.
