LOST JEWISH CHILDREN

By Shlomoh
July 8, 2009


They are flesh of her flesh,
And blood of her blood,
Jewish blood,
Children of the world's outcasts
Who suffered the pain of death
To be who they were.

They are the Children of Exile
Lost in the Land of the Gentiles
Whom she taught the Way of the Other,
When she sold their souls
In Darkness
And abandoned them in winter.

Rejecting the Tree of Life
And Light,
She darkened their Decembers
With the Tree of Death,
Vegetation of an Alien Cult
Which robbed them  
Of the inheritance of Israel.

She proclaimed her Affiliation
With Jerusalem's family
But in the End
Turned her back
On their Jewishness,
Never telling them
What they needed
For Survival.

By her own example,
Intimately bonding
With one who
Worships the false
Jewish December child,
Even as her own
Real Jewish Children
Lose their way
Each December,
She shows them the Way
To the darkness of assimilation.

For how could her old lover
Even say to them,
Leave this place
Devoid of proper
Husbands and Wives
For You,
When she herself
Remained Silent,
Not standing with him
For the Salvation
Of their Hebrew souls

Rachel cries for her Children
For HER lost children
While she only
Cries for her
Own unredeemed and unrepentant self.





















































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