Poems

Since ‘Sixty-seven I believed my vocation
Was to encourage Israel to be a light
By letting the Palestinians form a nation
And thus transcend the tragic need to fight.
As time went by, inevitably I became
A tired dreamer, rancorous and sad
To witness politicians without shame
Make the dire situation increasingly bad.
Indeed I often wish to leave this place,
To settle in a country blessed with peace,
Where nature’s more abundant, as is space,
And my Biblical nightmares at last might cease.
++For Israel’s lust for tribal supremacy
++Has woken the Diasporan side of me.

Jerusalem
18 May 2022