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David’s song

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Last year I was working at the Hebrew University and part of my job involved going through some archival material to find information on foreign students who attended the universities in the 60’s and 70’s.

long story short, I stumbled upon this poem that a student wrote in the early 70’s (can’t remember the exact year),

I though I would share the poem with you all,

NB: the ending is missing, so you will have to fill it in on your own


Jerusalem Feburary 7th or 8th of my youth

i find no comfort in eternal repose your cemetary peace,

why should i

time as yet offers no whimsical hint

no future entice need strengthen your clench

i exist now and you take advantage

not just of me

but of all who offer payment

an error in Montefiore still all is no lost

even the blessed must accept bounty Jerusalem

you have your fee and so your service

more costly than all the glitter in your discos

hardly as cheap as the blackened stones so religiously thrown

cease this grudge match

state your price Jerusalem

the English could not pay it

i thought they had learned from past charade

pity would they have but accepted Sennacherib’s legacy

he left it for just such a purpose

Jerusalem bound to demand

i bound to heed

your dowry awaits simple gesture

a fulfillment of promise to my fathers

despite their lies….or perhaps in spite of them

i search the wrong cities

they are all you jerusalem

but your markets exhaust me

i would rather sit in your parks

and so i do

only after timeless hours must i now go

do you want me to come are your bags packed

you persist in remaining


because you are the host

need you always try to fool me Jerusalem

and what of David’s house

one not so easily fooled

clean up your streets if you await such a guest

in all honesty Jerusalem

Bnei Brak seems a more worthy throne

i cannot help that you must take the blame

why don’t you respond Jerusalem

i knocked on your front door yesterday

but no one seemed to answer

i left a note did you recieve it

when you do answer i leave no message and feel better

i need not worry about nesting birds taking to folded paper

is that selfish of me

sorry but this is my way

feel lucky that i share but a breath

in your life

still I am necessary Jerusalem so be prudent

teach me to help you i said i would learn

are your classrooms clean

school is starting who are your teachers

Ezekial lectures

will you also invite Jeremiah

they taught right in youth we must

listen harder now their voices seem faint with age

remember Jerusalem i will not be taught by your bastard child

this is your appearance now so you realize

i am not joking Jerusalem take me seriously

do not whore your beauty with hotel splendor

can you not admire the gnarled majesty of olive

trees painted with conqueror’s palette

imagine that Godfrey de Bouillon to be fancied an artist

why do you subject yourselves to such poses Jerusalem

they have cut gorges deeply into your gardens

what do you wait for

Sabbath will nto come until you are better prepared

and still you live without shield

Jerusalem you are surrounded by hostile hills

Nebi Samuel peers down mocking your sleep

Abu Ghosh spits bad blood into your veins


hope you enjoyed…



Written by etziongever

March 26, 2009 at 2:32 am

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