Like Stars in the
The Jerusalem skyline,
some tall buildings, mostly sandstone,
Occasional bright highway
lights illuminating important folks.
Among the hills crowning
this holiest of human capitals, music, prayer,
Likewise, the good
rhythms of everyday life, elevate dwellers and visitors.
Yet, beneath the totality
of this luminosity, under stars positioned by our Maker,
Darkness, memories of
such savagery as ought not to be imaginable, grow rancid.
Not enough years ago, it
was popular to embrace fear instead of faith,
To dog Am Yisrael
wherever we settled, Europe sought a quick fix; genocide.
Murder, maiming, rape,
horrible scientific experiments, together
Tormented our people, our
lives, our unity, our hope for any time ahead.
Moshiach did not land
soon enough; we became squeezed olives,
All of our oil dripping
while entreating the Maker of constellations.
Select Taxons of
Some taxons of behaviors
line up at troughs for evening meats,
Ignore those pastures
where green grasses grow dolorous feels,
Stay clear of creeks
tendering wee dissonances rounded angers,
Also, step away from salt
licks spiced with prolix egocentrisms.
Alternatively, they rush
to gulp down sweet ruminations, plus any
Inferences of information
yielding pleasant thoughts, good deeds,
Random acts of kindness.
Accordingly, such hurry to avoid most
they circumvent fissures of wickedness.
Realize, the lushest
forbs make mouthfeel that emulates decency.
Savvy people connect with
family, aid friends, benefit affinities.
They generally sanction
apprenticing selves to charitable doings,
To devoting lifetimes to
trying to fix the world, even just a little.
Hospitality for a Star
Lacking his charisma,
long since, additional creatures would have floundered.
Inversely, his belief in
befriending unpopular people was scarcely appreciated.
Happenstance, though, had
that outlander suffer neither anxiety nor allegiance.
It transpired, following
his disintegration, kingpins auctioned his bits, his bobs,
Called up his fellow
aliens to litigate, to protect our future, to restore antiquity,
While saying nothing of
how we killed him. Unlike menacing races, were not
righteousness. Indignations our satisfactory gateway for ample
owed the universes best. When, on occasion, our weapons
sightseers, we suffer no hesitations, no pangs, no remorse.
Due to the star
systems trendy commuter route, humanitys steadily
Until such time as clinch
fighting folds to scruffier mitts, hooves, and flippers,
Paladins expeditions cant save compound
body parts, florescent eyestalks.
travelers operate under heinousness; theyre truly biddable.
In fashioning no actual
aspirations for conquest, he, equally, proffered pliance.
Because of some
portentous events, plus amazing feats, we reacted ruthlessly.
As with every immigrant,
his attraction had been measured in cosmic powder.
The wheeze in his voice,
nonetheless, funded new spaceships, purchased pies,
like rhubarb strawberry, or toasted coconut supreme.
Ultimately, that design
spoke to our guts, sung inside our heads, reverberated.
Such peripatetic poetry
leaked into dreams, caused our leaders assorted panic,
attribution, increased entomophobia, triggered inflation.
Interloper karma got
champed by buddies, sipped by ladies, inhaled by tykes.
popularity kept him from hitching home, revisiting his world,
From where odd handlers
would have rewarded his return, soon destroyed us.