Jewish Poetry

I’m done with borders, with lines you
can’t cross without paperwork.

I’m done looking at others as if
I’m not looking in a mirror.

I’m done with mine and yours.
It’s all ours going forward.

I’m done with destruction.
It’s all creation going forward.

I’m done with going backwards
to history we should have learned from.

I’m done with innocent people
dead outside their own cars

for the crime of being who they are.
I’m done with divisive laws.

I’m done with flags, even as a crafts project.
Let’s plant flowers, instead of flags.

I think I’m okay with sports rivalry
but not if a win or loss gets cars turned over.

(and probably not if I have to sit through the game.)
I’m done spending time on anything

but peace, and laughter, and feeding all the bellies
with not just sustenance, but with flavorful joy.

We were all in Egypt and it’s time
we remember we’re not there any more.

I’m done with anything but freedom.
It’s time to act like it.