Hanging by a thread

Latest demonstrations in Tel Aviv. (Photo: Nathalie Cohen Sheffer).

My beloved country

Hanging by a thread. 

Held captive by its government and its enemies. 

Can’t they remember?

We are one human tapestry. 

Now unraveling at the seams. 

All at the hands of one man, one government. 

I have never been more scared for the future. 

Not even when it was raining October tears from the sky.

Do you recall?

The men and women who weaved this story for us. 

The survivors of other atrocities who came together from different nations. 

 Would you be able to look them in the eye and tell them it was all for naught? 

Where is God with his golden thread of truth? 

What will be of the men and women buried alive underground? 

We can’t thread this needle by ourselves. 

Latest demonstrations in Tel Aviv. (Photo: Nathalie Cohen Sheffer).

This fabric of lies needs to cease for us to heal.

Change has to present itself so that we may piece together our broken hearts. 

Most importantly, we must not fail. It simply isn’t an option. 

This stitch in time can still save 59.