“I will restore My people Israel from captivity.”
– Amos 9:4
Across the generations,
our spirit has been crushed in every nation.
Even now, the Mother of Exiles
is becoming a harlot, like unto Babylon,
leaving us to ponder upon the wisdom of Daniel,
in acknowledgment of our status,
as exiles from the Promised Land.
The dreams of our ancestors,
who looked in hope toward
the distant shoreline of the Goldene Medina,
have been mixed with the alchemy of culture
that threatens to replace the values,
instilled in them by our heritage,
that brought inspiration in the Old Country.
The shift from a common bond,
amongst our own brethren
occurred in front of our very eyes,
as we were disguised from ourselves,
by the lies and factions we upheld,
rather, than honoring our covenantal unity
within the fractured diversity of K’lal Yisrael.
of an overemphasis on gashmiyos,
and a decreasing allegiance to ruchniyos,
coupled with assimilation into the melting pot,
is made visible in the diminishment
of our religious identity,
until the time when our renewal
is at hand.