Poem: Good Friday 1990

So tell me, man with your arms outstretched
and open wounds,
Is this what you embraced
when you took all sin upon you?
I believe, bleeding friend,
I believe in the Dead Sea Scrolls.
You are a man.
As I am; as we all are.
You are no closer to The Glory than I.
But I am no saviour of men,
(there being so many).
You have to own the media
to reach them.
I believe you did not own
the Dead Sea Scrolls.
Ah, but you had answers!!
What the meek would get,
what the holy deserve,
but were they really your words?
Or did they come from some other source?
Still, what’s an insult between friends?
East Germany apologises for World War II
It took forty years, pressure from Israel
and liberation from Ceausescu.
I wonder what it will take
for the Catholics and Protestants
to apologise to the Irish.
This is a part of your legacy, don’t you know.
There is no easy scapegoat now –
not even those who married out.
Would you take them in with your outstretched arms? 
Take us all in,
you were the first assimilator.
  
We Jews are in the same boat,
Whilst most of us accept the speech in East Germany,
we can’t accept extremists in our Parliament.
Israel is a nation in conflict from all sides.
Especially the insides. 
And outside assimilation eats away.
The slow gnawing of a worm in a coffin.
So tell me,
man with your arms outstretched 
and open wounds, 
Is this what you embraced
 when you took all sin upon you? 
We are all cynics, so honesty need not apply 
And sarcasm always goes down well. 
Make the pessimists happy 
and that’s half the problem solved; 
just don’t make the optimists sad.   
Simon Lenthen   2/6/90 

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