how torn to be, choosing between mourning for the israeli day of remembrance for fallen soldiers and victims of terrorism and then beginning celebrations at sundown for israel’s indepence or mourning at sundown for a separate nationality. who to be? for whom to mourn?
i worry sometimes about how we all forgot, how we’ve all distanced ourselves, how we let life go on.
i will not throw myself your way any longer
you have proven your strength
that i once taught you
what a vicious reward you have given me
A house that reeks of memories.
you were once too dry
i thought you were weak.
each grimace of mine
made your surface crack.
but now i long for your baking sun
and your dry heat to
magically erase my tears
and the wet wisps of my hair
saving me from the wells
of sadness i suppress with sleep.
Jazz breaks down barriers and creates opportunities for mutual understanding and tolerance;
Happy international Jazz Day.
words shook me.
so why do i feel so empty?
i should be full
but instead i’m struggling to fit
each hurt into my heart
i don’t know when i will learn
i cannot encompass everyone’s pain.
