At Sinai – A poem about the State of Israel

I stand now at Sinai:

There is no sign of Moses or God. It is dark and cold. My people have barely escaped destruction once again.

“Here! Here is your savior! The state of Israel will bring you out of bondage. You must pledge your self to it, and it will keep you and your children safe.”

Around me, people give over their gold to be melted down. My people turn their back on Sinai. They put their faith in a construct of their own hands.

It is dark and cold. The mountain is silent.


I wrote this in November of ’23, after someone told me ‘We’re Jews, we have to support Israel’. I’ve posted it on social media a time or two since then, but I think it’s time it had a permanent home.

I wonder — and fear — what that person thinks now?