Monday, May 10, 2021

The Real Siren

It seems to shake the kinderlach

About to start the year

With images of burned-out shells

And safe rooms filled with fear

 

Oh avreichim, you’re on the way

To kollelim to learn

Your rebbetzins are also gone

They leave their homes to earn

 

So that you can sit in peace

And horeveh and grow

That kol haTorah kulah

One day you will know

 

And suddenly a blast is heard

And all begin to hurry

In all directions panicking

Activity a-flurry

 

Gone are thoughts of Tosafos

Or some new shvereh p’shat

As he now prays the kids are safe

And that no one is shot

 

He drives a cab

From morn to night

To put food on his table

And any minute he can spare

He learns if he is able

 

And suddenly

While on the street

A shriek sounds in the sky

The pedal pressed

Down to the floor

His cab begins to fly

 

Around him

All the vehicles

Are spinning helter-skelter

Looking in a minute

For some sort of form of shelter

 

The makolet was bustling

As Elul came to call

And people are preparing

For Yom Tovim and all

 

Their wagons filled with groceries

And kids along in tow

When suddenly the sound began

At first it started low

 

And then it shrieked

Celestially

A different sort of sound

And this time

Everybody froze

With awe they looked around

 

This was not a siren

It came not from Tzahal

This blast was filled with holiness

The way “shtait in Chazal

 

For this was not a siren

That warned us of our foes

It was a blast we waited for

A sound that a Yid knows

 

For finally the true blast came

The one to end all fear

The shofar Eliyahu sounds

To say Moshiach’s here

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