Photo: Inbar Asif
Recite the words you want to hear
Those your heart dreams to
Follow
Recite the words your soul still seeks
The ones that soothe
A sorrow
Recite the words you know are true
They will bring forth
Tomorrow.
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Photo: Atara Katz
If you heed
Your heart’s need
To silence
The fretting discord
That bestrewed your soul,
You’ll hear
The gentle chime
Of each breath
Reverberating
Its solitary call.
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Photo: O. Asif
May the grain of the past
Tell the story.
May history speak
Of the truth
That must
Never be buried
Like heads in the sand,
Or in hesitant voices
That won’t take a stand.
May the stain of the past
Be the guide to these times
So no alleged ‘fine men’
Torch-lit hate in the night
Once again propagate
Let return
Evil’s blight.
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V2, Ohio
When the world appears to lose an axis
And takes a haphazardly dive toward a
Wannabe regime,
It is high time to hold steady
And unequivocally confirm,
That racist hate and violence
Reflect the morally infirm
While equality and compassion
Are what’s truly supreme.
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Berry Prickly
Gavin (age 4) is picking berries with his mom and grandpa in the woods outside his grandpa’s house. He’d picked a few himself but encountered a thorn … and now is quite content holding the bowl, nursing his owee finger, and ‘directing traffic’ to the “good ones.”
Gavin: “I know why it called a Berry.”
Mom, intrigued: “Why?”
Gavin: “Because it berry prickly!”
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Photo: Atara Katz
In a moment
We become
Whole or fractured
Foe or chum.
In a jiffy
We select
What to support
Who to reflect.
In this moment
And the next
Choosing truth
Will reject hate.
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An Incoming Storm
Organize
To call hate by its name.
Mobilize
To tamp it with the fact:
That we all are equal
All human
All the same.
Organize
To nip the flames of violence
By speaking up
For truth.
Assemble
Not in fire
But in numbers
Old and youth.
Organize
To let terror have no place
It has no valid
Salute.
Marshal
Not guns or clubs
But tolerance
It is the only nationality
The one acceptable
Route.
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Photo: A. Asif
Destinations matter
But so does the path taken toward them.
Ends do not always justify the means
Or conveyance.
Lofty goals to imagined glory
Only have prerogative
If they do not burn
Destruction
Or trample others
In their wake.
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Photo: Dvora Freedman
In the midst of what glares
Too-hot stares
Reckless dares
Everywhere,
Find a moment to spare
Take a breath, be aware
Of the beauty
The air
And the hope
That we share
If we care
To embrace all that’s there
And declare
No despair
As we pledge
No warfare
And instead
Seek repair.
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Photo: Dvora Freedman
For those who like spice
There’s a place of delight
For the taste of good life
When the sun warms you back
And the chilies, your belly.
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