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      Cheshvan 29, 5770, 11/16/2009

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      Cheshvan 28, 5770, 11/15/2009

      Poetry Submission: Hearty Appetite - Mother to Avrumie


      Hearty Appetite
      by Judith Mesch

      One day I said to young Avrumie
      Of all the things that you call Yummy
      Which would you wish most in your Tummy?
      Avrumie pondered, eating Gummies
      There’s not so much I think is Crummy
      Just about anything suits my Tummy
      A Pie
      A Cake
      Some chicken cutlets
      A steak
      Three eggs
      A bowl of nutlets
      A slice or two of cheesy Pizza
      Or if I’m fleishig, I eat Meatsa
      But tell me please,
      I asked the youngster
      There must be a favourite amongster
      A food or snack
      that’s so delicious
      You’d choose it first of many dishes
      Avrumie was not that ambitious
      Not so, he said and shook his Kepple
      I eat whatever’s in the Tepple
      I like what’s right in front of me
      I like the food that I can see
      I start with food that’s on the table
      And eat as long as I am able
      I always eat from left to right
      I eat until my pants get tight
      Which isn’t until late at night

      Although not what his mother wishes
      It seemed haphazardly nutritious
      I wished him well and washed the dishes

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      To submit your poem of Jewish and/or Israeli content email bbresky@israelnationalradio.com with the subject line: Poetry Submission.







      Cheshvan 22, 5770, 11/9/2009

      Poetry Submission: Prayer for Prime Minister Netanyahu


      A Prayer for the Prime Minister of Israel Mr. Netanyahu
      by Stella Barbut

       
      "Shema Yisrael Hashem Elokeinu Hashem Echad."

      HaShem
      Thy People Israel, is so much in need, a frail human being leads them,
      Look with compassion on him,
      Strengthen and help and encourage him.
      In this time of grave and frightening danger,
      Of senseless villification, hate and anger,
      If Thou will not balance the scales
      How can a mere man prevail?
      Against the mounting pressure of raging nations?
      Ranting, raving, lying nations?
       
      Has there ever been a time like this?
      A malignant, festering fiction such as this?
      When all nations united in hate
      Have manufactured a "people" and demand for them a state?
      Have for generations clothed them and fed them
      Have educated them and bred them
      Holding them in captivity
      Refugees in perpetuity!

      Having exhausted every other means
      Pogroms, Holocaust and ingenuous schemes
      And still failing to make a full end of Thy People
      Now present this manufactured "people"
      As the people of the Land
      Thy Holy Land!
      United in hate, they demand that Thy People be expelled
      Thy Land re-named, Thy People compelled
      To build on Thy Land and Thy Holy City, a terror state,
      To perpetuate their irrational hate.
       
      Bless Mr. Netanyahu, the Prime Minister
      Do not let the seething  nations sinister 
      Plans, un-nerve and intimidate him
      Turn Thy Eyes of compassion on him
      Give him wise councellors,
      Honest and faithful councellors,
      Give him wisdom, strengthen  and succour him.
      Do not let a lying hate filled complicit world over - power him.
                                                   
                                                                    Amen.
      Why should the nations rage ?
      As they have done in every age?
      Stand by Thy People Lord,

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      To submit your poem of Jewish and/or Israeli content email bbresky@israelnationalradio.com with the subject line: Poetry Submission.



      Cheshvan 10, 5770, 10/28/2009

      Poetry Submission: Israeli Politicians


      Israeli Politicians
      by Brandon Marlon

      Sergeants of surrender
      Captains of capitulation
      Admirals of appeasement
      Lead a split nitwit populace to doom
      One bomb and rocket at a time
      On Heaven’s chosen dime

      Lefty antics of self-destructive smut
      Collapse dreams of other brothers
      More in tune with self-love than self-hate
      Enough to make an Israel-lover irate

      At the grossly ignoble state of the State
      That nowadays looks to be a finite experiment

      Jews need a righteous Judge or pious King
      A poetic Prophet and humble High Priest
      Leaders who are clear, bold and decisive
      Un-plagued by modern moral ambiguity

      Unencumbered by self-defeatism and stupidity
      Willing to stand their ground on their ground

      I hope I live to see that very day
      I wish for it privately as others pray
      But no breath will be held for such drastic change
      For such a radical fantasy far out of range

      Elected Israelis are but fools of the hour
      Lacking the longevity of a higher power

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      Cheshvan 9, 5770, 10/27/2009

      Poetry Submission: Tears of Yosef by Aviya bat Avraham


      The Tears of Yosef
      by Aviya bat Avraham

      "What do you seek?" the man asked.
      "My brothers do I seek; tell me please where they are?" Yosef asked.
      "They have journeyed from here" the man replied.
      So Yosef went after and found his brothers.
       
      They saw Yosef from afar.
      And conspired to kill him.
      And they said to one another, "Look the dreamer is coming!"
      So now, come let us kill him and throw him in a pit.
       
      And so it was, when Yosef came to his brothers,
      They stripped Yosef of his tunic,
      They took him and cast him into the pit;
      Without knowing of serpents and scorpions in it.
       
      Amidst Yosef's bitter and wailing cries,
      His brothers sat and eat.
      Behold! a caravan of Ismaelites;
      And sold Yosef to the Ismaelites for twenty pieces of silver.
       
      Just as the caravan gleefuly journeyed,
      The bitter cries of Yosef becomes the river of tears
      That continue to flow in our days;
      Screeming in bitterness and pain.
       
      So long, my father Yaacov,
      So long, my brother Binyamin,
      So long, Israel my home,
      So long, till this journey of pain is over.
       
      My brothers, why are you doing this to me? Yosef asked.
      My brothers, why have you sold us? the Cantonist asked.
      My brothers, why have you uprooted our homes from our heritage - the Land of Israel? the Jewish settlers asked.
      My brothers, why are you acting at our enemies side? the faithful Zionist asked.
       
      Until when, O leftist, anti-Zionist and foolish leaders of Israel,
      Until when, will you sit and eat blindly and deafly?
      Until when, will you take pity on your brother Yosef?
      Until when, will you O Yaccov sons come and wipe the tears of your brother Yosef?

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