Come and Go
Both we and they come and go With the greeting “peace” We mean it; I hope They would too. But it doesn’t seem that Way: at this point their Peace seems too much like They want the whole piece. Even the small piece which We pay for with too little peace. Peace, peace let us pursue Justice is so harsh whether For the innocent or the guilty. I fear not yet, Not yet, But I hope soon, Very soon, Some day God And Good will, Will, Finally, Get the upper hand, And make peace in our little Piece of the world.
My friend Carmen responded to the with the following, some time back and I only got around to it now.
You’ve given us land, a desert and a sea,
Olives, pastures, incense, words on blessed wood.
Grateful, your stubborn people cling to you, we
who through thousands of years recalled and stood
with foreheads pressed on stone, with prayers like food.
For the ardor of your tender embrace
Sweetens the blind hatred against our race.