Eichah — A Poem in the Aftermath of Jewish Terror

Eichah (How?)

How can a city just sit?
Solitary.
Weeping copious tears while white-clad sanitation workers diligently sweep up the rainbow blood of her children?
Four thousand years ago, another man with a knife walked these streets with his wood-bearing son.
He, too raised his fist in passion, but an angel descended to soften the blow and disable the devouring knife.
And just a stone’s throw away in another village, screams and horror echo off charred walls.
There are no angels anymore.
Only passion
And hate
And solitary weeping.
Eichah?

About the Author
Joe Black serves as Sr. Rabbi of Temple Emanuel, a large Reform synagogue in Denver, Colorado. He also is a husband, a father, a musician, a limericker and a skier. You can follow Rabbi Black's congregational blog at http://rabbijoeblack.blogspot.com/ You also can find out more about his music at www.Rabbijoeblack.com Rabbi Black's latest book - There Once Was A Man From Canaan: The Five Books Of Limerick - is available at www.the5booksoflimerick.com
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