But first the mourning
Burial of the innocents will begin
Shiva will begin
Psalms will be read
Submission to judgment will be acknowledged
Later, reckoning will begin
First the mourning
It happened at a bris
One life begun, eleven ended
Murder once again
Israel
Images of men shrouded by their crimsoning prayer shawls, the leather straps of their phylacteries wrapped around their now lifeless limbs
Families in their beds, scarlet trails leading aimlessly on the white tiled floors
Europe
The shy blonde child leaning against the ancient stones, soon to witness her mindless death
And now, America
Now, the community must sit in the house of the mourner
And find repentance and consolation
After shiva, after shiva, response
Now, comfort to the mourners, all
