Hostages in Mali
And tourists on the beach
They’re here to break
Our way of life
The politicians preach
And headlines, news
And internet
Yelling every day
Soon does make a dent on us
For what they have to say
I hate to make a statement
Politically incorrect
But cautiously I’d like to say
Something I suspect
I won’t detract or mitigate
The carnage down in France
Or Egypt or in India
Or where the bombs he plants
Each person is a tzelem
The demus of the Almighty
My words are not facetious
I don’t mean to be flighty
But in our shock so globally
Forgot? Perhaps did you?
To mourn or reel with the same sense
The stabbing of a Jew
The shootings down in Chevron
The murders in the Gush
The news of those yechidim killed
The news will never push
The life of one yeshiva boy
The life of one lone Jew
Should provoke the shocked response
A thousand Frenchmen do
But they’re not in the Daily News
And never in the Times
Just in the Jewish papers
And in Bashevkin’s rhymes
But don’t negate the mourning
The horror we must show
To yell and shout and write and scream
And let the whole world know
That ISIS shooting concert halls
And bombing planes that fly
Will never mask the pain we show
The tears for one we cry!
For every neshomah is a world
A child of Hashem
And we must cry for every Yid
More than thousands of them
For we are not statistics
Or pawns in terror’s news
We are each a nation
And that’s what makes us Jews
And if we’ll treat each other
As if each one is a world
Soon the golus will just end
Moshiach’s flag unfurled
