I lament for our nation's greatest loss
Our Temple that kept our focus on the "Boss"
Wherever we were we knew our heart
To bloom in the land of our Divine start
A lighthouse of greatness with a light Divine
Hope for all nations to unite and allow the world to shine
But we missed the good in all but a like minded few
choosing a view which was no longer true
Causeless Hatred darkened the day
and in its wake we lost our way
the privilege of a Temple from above
was retracted despite the eternal love
The tears of destruction became an imposing Tidal Wave
that chased us from generation to generation without a save
Against all odds we succeed where others fail
.With G-D as so much more than our chainmail
No matter the travail we take the knocks and always prevail
So although we now still lament
We draw strength from miracles that are sent
Knowing that our souls are never spent
For even darkest night with its greatest dent
Is the harbinger of morning light,Redemption's Tent
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