Photo: Ofir Asif
Make this rivulet
Of hope
Into a river
Of change.
Let a movement
For kindness
And the trickle
Of sooth,
Become a wave
Blue and wide enough
To hold the full depths
Of what should have always been
Self-evident truths.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
In most wretched times
When wrongdoers invade
Do not yourself turn
Echo chamber for knaves.
For the blight
Of untruth
And the stain
Of disdain
Can quite easily infect
Those who would not
Take heed from similar
To abstain.
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Photo: Pinterest
As the gavel rises
To speak justice
Let the rule of law
Preside,
So not even an executive
Who feels they own
The rights for pride,
Can by claims of faux and fury
Dismiss
What they would rather hide,
When truth well knows
By sheer behavior
Schemes and snide,
That he had far too often
Lied
And it is past time he be
Tried.
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Photo: Inbar Asif
It is alright
To pause,
To stop,
To dial back the crush
Of too chaotic
Stuff.
Hold up.
It won’t disrupt
Your pace of life,
If you let in a slower breath
That fills your lungs
With calm,
Instead of huff
And puff.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
In the furor of fury
Frothing rage
At the truth,
Do not let floods
Form furrows
In foundations of sooth.
Let the foam
Ferry falsehoods
Like the filth film
From swamps,
And find footholds
In facts
Against fear flashing
Tromps.
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Photo: Ofir Asif
There are whispers
In the Ether,
Toxic stories meant
For loss of hope.
They are phantoms.
Do not listen as
Malignant news
Grabs scope.
Find instead
The breath of valor.
Seek the children,
Help them cope.
Hold up truth,
Unfurl your kindness
To withstand
Slithery slopes.
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Photo: Atara Katz
If the world’s feverish frenzies
Get you all bothered
And frantically het up,
Take a breath
Form a pause
Find a foothold to grasp,
Nothing good ever came
From fluttering in a flap.
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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Do not shy
Away
From
Showing up today.
Your voice is heard.
Your presence, too.
Faceless in the crowd
You are still
The only
You.
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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Hold on close
To the hope
Even if
It is a bit
Tired.
So no matter the noise
Distraction desires,
Hope remains warmed
In soul
Where truth never
Expires.
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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I’d rather be
As I am
Just in a world
Less fraught
With wrong
And sorrow.
And yet,
If in my druthers
Things were not
Exactly as they are
In both joy and dismay,
What would make me
Be exactly
As I am
Today?
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