The Dark

Once, my world was luminescent.
From every life emanated a glow.
I gave my widest smile to anyone
For we were all equal and no one was low.

Once, my world was shining splendour.
Jew and non-Jew could reach the Divine.
Dogs and birds, leaves and grasses,
Even the worm, were bathed in shine.

Then she told me my eyes were closed
And she proceeded to help me see
We are the only possessors of souls
And this great truth would set me free.

And as I watched, the light receded.
"They're not Jews, they'd never fully understand."
The light retracted as this phrase was repeated.
From the faces of my friends, the light was banned.

I looked on in sadness as the darkness
Swallowed some I dearly love
And only Main Street and Kissena Farms
Was blessed with light from Heaven above.

I felt nauseated; my mind was reeling,
For behind my friends' eyes, there was no soul!
And I smiled at them, but my eyes were half-lidded,
For they could never reach the same spiritual goal.

It was pitch-black, a night with no moon
As I met up with friends who are not my kind.
She opened my eyes, and in the process
She struck me utterly, desolately blind.

Touch Not This Tree

Touch not this tree
Don’t cut me down
Lest you soon see
God’s saddened frown

I breathe with mirth
I give you air
The lungs of Earth

Show me you care

You’ve got a choice
It’s in your hands
But I’ve no voice
To change your plans

If not for me
You’d choke, you’d drown

Touch not this tree

Don’t cut me down