Shelach

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Shelach

They had conquered everyone around,

yet balked at what was promised,

afraid of those whose time was up,

dared not battle for what was already theirs.

So, too, in our time, the same homeland,

that they feared to claim as their own, 

we hesitate to call ours, before a scolding world,

afraid to recognize our own borders.

We can blast far removed targets,

we endure warheads of death,

unspeakable brutality, unrelenting lies and hate,

the heroic sacrifices of a courageous generation.

Yet, preferring to be strangers in our own land,

we even cede our Har Habayit,

and permit it to become,

a place for our enemies to lay their plots.

And Yehuda and Shomron, 

Our heart, the heartland which cradled us,

Languish, orphaned, beyond an imaginary line,

A green smudge, recognized by no one, but ourselves.