Somewhere,
amidst the broken-down dreams
of a nation bereft of its heritage and pride,
amongst the scattered ruins of a once thriving
society of angels and men, seeking harmony,
lies the spark within, the light of renewal
that will bring home the downtrodden,
who still carry faith in their hearts,
and walk with the strides of righteousness,
alongside the saints of olden times,
who have not forgotten their G-d above,
nor their moral responsibilities below
on an earth that teeters and totters,
reels and shakes from the revolution
of an immense proportion
that spins the globe into chaos.
In the distant future,
when the angels fly overhead,
we will be lifted into the air,
only to be resettled in Paradise.
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