Barry Hazak
Lord of the Universe
Sdamot, Platform of the Kibbutz Movement, Volume 53, Winter 5734, p. 127
Please, strengthen the power of your signs
Here I am
I do not hear, I do not know, whether
Again you stuck an iron flower in the lapel
The antenna. You are so delicate why
Are you so spineless, why are you always
Civilian. Do I sound well, over,
Over, you sound broken up, you
Sound wounded, you
Are in the Valley surrounded by Mountains
and Kinneret. Please
Declare a stronger signs. On radar
Your face is not seen, why
You are not crawling, why are you not
Fighting, should we send motorized reconnaissance to you, I
Am full of faith
That it will neither arrive nor return. Black wound.
Please weaken your signs
The cypress tree tops at night
Are whispering your name for nothing
And the lonely North Star. Please
Orient your army of wagons
To where it will lead them
Please, close your eyes, now I
Hear. Roger. You can finally die
A bereaved father, I no longer feel
The winter tears will say Kaddish for you.

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