Emanuel, God is with us
God is with us, Emanuel
When mother’s closing her eyes
And when father is gazing from afar
And when sister tells you that, “She’s too old to care!”
And son’s happy to write with markers on boxes
Me and you hold our hands tighter Emanuel, before the cracked skin of the desert turns to dust
We close our eyes sitting under the same olive tree and watch forgiveness become greedy and justice feel shady…
Emanuel, Emanuel, I have a black hole inside my heart
I’m afraid to ask (Emanuel) but will you stay the night?
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Well written P.
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