Beeri Hazak
Master of the Universe
Shdemot, Platform for the Kibbutz Movement, Edition 53, Winter 5734, p. 127
Please, increase the strength of your signals
Here I am
I cannot hear, I do not know, whether
Again you have thrust an iron flower in your antenna
Lapel, you are so delicate why
Are you so spineless, why are you always
A citizen. Can I be heard well, over,
Over, you also sound disrupted, you
Sound injured, you
In the valley arrange a peripheral campaign. Other mountains
And Sea of Galilee
Announce the strength of your signals, on the radar
We cannot see your face, why
Are you not making tracks, why are you not
Fighting, should we send you motorized assistance, I
Am full of belief
That it will not come and not return. A black
Wound. Please weaken
The strength of your signals
The tree tops of the cypresses in the evening
Futilely they are whispering your name, and the solitary
Northern star, please
Navigate your army of carriages
Where will it lead them
Please, close your eyes, now I
Can hear. Roger, You can finally
Die. A bereaving father, I already cannot
Feel
The winter tears and they will say kaddish (mourning prayer) for you