Wrestle with God

When my promised land crumbled

I forgot how to stand like the proudest man humbled

A phallic statue hanging over shadows in the desert

A monumental, testamental, supremacistic effort

Solipsistic, I admit it, see the forest for the trees

But it took a look around to get a better look at me

I saw the sling of David sing a missive for Goliath

And saw my kin dismiss it like a missile or a riot

What it takes to remain quiet is less than what it could cost

When you finally admit that what you bargained for is lost

Paranoia saw my ancestor go blind inside his head

And now it has us bargaining with those who want us dead

Diaspora is the cost, the very culture of exclusion

For a sovereignty that is barely an illusion

I lost connection with my family who gave themselves to hate

Disillusioned from the fantasy I called a Jewish state

Growing up's what happens when false idols fall to ashes

But spirit is the passion in finding a call of action

The kid in me was always skeptical of higher things

I lost her when I realized God lives where freedom rings