Be Maccabees

Musical Adaptation by the very talented Stephanie Romay, more information at https://www.facebook.com/ellayelmusic

I wish I could tell you
Everything is ok.
I wish I could say it
Everyday.

I wish I could tell you
Let's just go on our way
No looking, holding back
Anymore.

But I can't.

What I can tell you is
It WILL be ok
Everything's according to
His way.

But that doesn't mean that
There's not a lot to do
To pretend so is simply
Not true.

And I can't.

And yes, life is good,
Yes, G-d is good,
There's so much to thank
And enjoy

You know it's not easy
To be Maccabbees,
At peace while still
At war.

Yet, we can. Yes we can.

The Older You Get

Time really does start to fly,
And not only when you're having fun.
You race to try to catch it, catch up,
To feel more, be more, not to miss out,
But the moments still pass right by.
Hard to tell the present from the past,
What was from what is momentarily.
It's not so much about you anymore,
What you are and what you could be,
But only about what you can give.
That becomes the only true measure
of time.

Now and Here

Now and Here

I yearn for

A language

That all

Can hear.

A message

For once

Not based

On fear.

A prayer

For peace

To bless,

Endear.

For light that

Is sweet,

Human,

Sincere.

For breath that

Is felt 

From afar

And from near.

A vessel

That's true,

Present

And clear.

Hypertension

Hypertension

My Heart is attacked
My Joseph in flames
Inpatient admission
Strong pulse still remains.

David's divided
Arteries and veins
His doctors are reckless
His arms are enchained.

Truth will not sprout

Without fertile ground

In a Mount full of foxes

No search for a hound.

Neo Batman Potter Morning

I wake up reciting
Ancient writing
And washing
The scar in
My forehead.

I then take a blue pill, 

Levothyroxine
Cape and belt
Are strapped in
Arm and head
Gear, Tefillin
For Robin
And for red 

I'm still waiting.

Neo Batman Superman, Dad

Neo Batman Superman, Dad

I found the red 

And Robin, too.

I'll take the red

And take the blue.

I also found

My kryptonite

Rose from the ground

With my sun's light.

I'll have my cake

And eat it, three

Just have to make

It gluten free.

Directions

Directions

If it were
Up to me
I'd take on
Every stringency

I'd spend my days
In thought and prayer
From text to text
And lose myself in mystery

Then realize it never was
Or ever will be up to me.
It's always been about some
One else who begs us all

To go down to Him.