The desert speaks
flooting across the expanse
from the valley of Jezreel, to the water of sharem el shech
billions of tiny granules
cloud up in anger.
Six million dead soul whisper through lidless graves
awakened from their mournful slumber
unwiling recruits to the justification for murder.
Foreign-made tanks rumble through Sinai
blasting quiet dunes.
Rugged tears drip down the cheeks of the Colossal images weeping for naked
children guarding exposed doorways.
The Almighty speaks,
"Come with me, into the light of the eternal cosmos"
cry beat our chests beg forgiveness
pray for tolerance admit sin
for the gruond upon which we stand is holy ground.