By Stanley Walinets
April 29, 2010
Yet another night I cannot sleep.
My brain’s feet drag through the mire
of my Brethren’s devotion to
themselves and their unquestioned righteousness.
“One Jewish life,”
said the firmly established wife of a childhood friend
“Is worth ten Arabs”.
And there, dead casual about the casually dead, our friendship withered.
“Thou shalt not criticise Us nor question
For We are the Lord Our God!”
As proved beyond question, by millennia of Rabbis
pronouncing upon pinheads.
“If you doubt us
Yea! Ye are ANTI-SEMITES!
And if you are one of us and yet you question,
Yea! Ye are SELF-HATERS!
And if ye ask from us proof of our righteousness
then Yea! and YEA!
WE SUFFERED THE HOLOCAUST
So here I lie, sleepless in the night, amazed
that the truly fine brains of my Brethren
shutter themselves against the light
Even as they
in our name
dominate starve imprison massacre those other humans,
out of their land which we have SETTLED
(as authorised by Rabbi God)
and even as these Others hate us for our actions
and even as their hatred of us spreads across the World,
still we KNOW
deep in our Rabbi’d rabid hearts
that WE are RIGHT.
We KNOW these critics’ hatred does not flow
from what WE righteously do
So why do they hate us?
It can only be
because THEY are ANTI-SEMITES