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,