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Everything I believed and wrote during those terrible days of Oslo

Are coming true today

And everything that I can see as I look into tomorrow

Is nothing I want to say

I wish I was wrong, I regret being right

There’s no satisfaction in this kind of foresight

Because despite all my beliefs, such victory rings hollow

Since it was for peace that I prayed.

Let us search our ways and examine them

And let’s return to where we’re supposed to be.

Everybody thought St. Isaac was a savior

But he gave it all away

And instead of being shamed for what he did, he became a martyr

When he got blown away

We’re all still smarting from the wounds

Both from his death and from his ruin

Did he get what he deserved? I better not say a word

‘Cause my own people would make me pay.

Let us search …

Everywhere we go, we find ourselves under fire

No matter what we do

And our enemies against us, they unite and conspire

All the old libels are renewed

And we won’t even acknowledge our path

So we end up receiving the wrath

Our accusers are but instruments of the higher power’s ire

We may not like it but it’s true.

Let us search …

©2023 The Hesh Inc.

The Waiting Wall - original AI art by The Hesh Inc.
The Waiting Wall.

This dates back to the dreadful days of the so-called second intifada, Israel's reward for daring to attempt to misguidedly pursue peace with an enemy who had no intention of ever making peace. This is one of those instances where it gave me no satisfaction to say "I told you so."

No music was ever written to this, and may never be. But it stands as a plea to my fellow Jews to look inward, search our own ways, and not make the same lethal mistakes again.

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