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Chutzpah

What could it do

To a people to learn

So many family members

Were beaten and burned?

Humiliated, 

Massacred and

Hounded 

From home. 

Across countries,

Centuries.


Culled in crusades, 

Murdered by catholics 

In Castille, Seville, Aragon 

Who preached a ‘universal’ spirit

Of hatred of other faiths, other people

And were themselves

Immune to Jesus.

‘Encouraged’ to convert 

By inquisitive Christians

Nothing you did was enough,

To keep you safe.

Expelled again 

En masse.


Arriving somewhere new

With little more

Than hope and each other

(though there is little else)

To rebuild your lives, in places like:

Odessa, Kishinev,

Salonika, Warsaw.

We all know how that ended.

The hell where words must fail.


It takes gumption,

Mass murder. 

Particularly 

The women and children.

Your people have long known,

Too many have the stomach for it. 


After so many losses

Your wandering family 

Now has a home

To be defended 

With everything you have.

You refuse the historic victim role,

There is nowhere else you will ever go.


It takes chutzpah,

Writing poems

About humanity 

And suffering

To the Israelites.

(Though I try

To be a gentle guy).


Forgive me:

I would have spoken out too

For your people 

In their great suffering.

But not because

You are Jewish,

Or I am a Jew.

It is because we are brothers

(From a different mother)

And we know

What men can do,

That I must speak to you.


Further reading: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Expulsion_of_Jews_from_Spain

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