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Why We Cry!
David Katz
In the City
of Jeru's
Salem
the pavement cries
up to Jesus
son of Maryam.
"Why does blood
flow in my
saddened veins?"
The Jerusalem of
the mystic's
heart,
beating only for
the Love of God,
has a coronary
every few days.
Tears well in the gentle eyes
of Mustafa,
the Chosen One,
as the wailing ambulances
race
to the hemorrhaging stones
where once the steed Barak
carried the Prophet to Mihraj
with the Lord of Patience, Compassion, and Mercy.
O' cry for your lost children
all you Peoples of the Book.
Let the elder sisters comfort the young girls,
and the brothers of faithfulness embrace those who fear harm.
You who say you love Jesus,
who say you love Abraham,
who say you love Moses,
who say you love Muhammed,
cry you now in the starless night to the Lord of Hosts to place forgiveness in your hearts,
that Jerusalem may lay down to sleep in peace.
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