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Tell Me Why

Tell me why your source of love is without compassion

Tell me why your plans for unity declare limited rations

Tell me why you kill all others but yourself

Tell me why you preach openness but practice stealth

Tell me why your extremists are allowed to rule

Tell me why murder is a religious tool

Tell me why you cannot leave this land to me

Please tell me why peace cannot be.

The Nomad

Beneath these toes

The sand journeys

The water erases

The wind frees.

The faces of the world stare

The whispers of their dialect surround

The sun warms

The mountains rise

The animals chase

This life.

This love.

This world.

Engulf me.

The House of Lost and Found

When the sun shines brightly against dewy skin,

I know you are there.

But when darkness comes and optimism grows thin,

Your shadow looks like fear.

It’s easy to get used to that shadow by my side.

It’s easy to give up on purpose and try to hide.

But what would be the point of that?

Everything you’ve given me

Is a sacred gift of life.

From the calm of the blue water

To the mountains and the strife.

It’s all part of an unforeseen Picasso

Whose paints you only hold.

It’s my thank you to you

To shine brave and bold.

For when all sounds grow deaf

And stars are unfound,

You reside in my soul

The greatest House of Lost and Found.

AmericanGirlIsrael