Are You
Natan Zach
1992
Are you Avraham’s, Yitzhak’s, Yaakov’s?
Are you my mother’s god?
What’s mine of all this?
What did I take by force of hand
and why am I alone
in a city meant to be my city
on account of a mother born to be my mother,
whose eyes you closed in compassion
after blinding them in pity
in order not to see the pain,
in order not to see how much it hurts…
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