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Gil Mildar
As the song says, a Latin American with no money in his pocket.

Song of Tomorrow

In the quiet breath of morning,

Beneath olives standing old,

Taste of figs, dates, and honey,

Stories longing to be told.

Bread baked warm at sunrise,

The hills of Galilee near,

Yet my heart holds a winter,

Growing colder year by year.

In the eyes along the street,

A sadness deep and shared,

Ancient walls of silent stone

Whisper prayers softly aired.

Between desert sands and Jordan,

Between silence and the sea,

Two peoples dream the same dream—

One day, perhaps, we’ll be free.

My friend, keep your heart awake,

Through shadows, grief, and strife.

Teach your children gently—

There’s no shortcut through this life.

Two stories told in sorrow,

Bound by loss, yet reaching wide,

Still, the wind whispers peace

And carries hope inside.

Beyond the desert and the Jordan,

Beyond the silence and the sea,

Two peoples dream the same dream—

And the wind will set us free.

They cannot hold or bind it,

Nor silence what we’ve sung,

For the future moves within us—

The future has begun.

About the Author
As a Brazilian, Jewish, and humanist writer, I embody a rich cultural blend that influences my worldview and actions. Six years ago, I made the significant decision to move to Israel, a journey that not only connects me to my ancestral roots but also positions me as an active participant in an ongoing dialogue between the past, present, and future. My Latin American heritage and life in Israel have instilled a deep commitment to diversity, inclusion, and justice. Through my writing, I delve into themes of authoritarianism, memory, and resistance, aiming not just to reflect on history but to actively contribute to the shaping of a more just and equitable future. My work is an invitation for reflection and action, aspiring to advance human dignity above all.
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