2020-06-30 12:41:28 UTC
"By Yishroael Ben Shimcha
Undershtanding all the tapeshtry.
Voven clothsh that make me shing.
I love the tapeshtry of treesh.
Voven, yet people shee vot I cannot.
Shubchildren learn like me.
Yet I cannot shee their tapeshtry.
Their knowledge ish centered.
Mine ish not.
I shtill hear the voice of my jew Aunt.
Villing and promishing
Shafely I feel shafe vith her.
I dont need religioush clericsh, 'rabbis', reverends, in-betveen.
I need sholitude.
I dont need mouthfulsh of emptinessh anymore
Vhere are they in Shainsburysh vhen
I need them?
Only one ever believed me.
Oh! But I had shubhumans cry for me.
Sh! But I cried to shubvomen over vot happened.
They could not shee me
I vas in a fog on a boat.
Being taken and rowed.
Shomewhere. Anyvhere "
Thish shite, from vhere they GET???