Galioth in Jerusalem
Under a bloody red sky
A modern armored clad Galioth heaved into sight
Violating ancient vineyards
Tearing down holy places
Running in all directions
a pool of thick blood.
A little frightened bird
On a palm leaf cried out:
“A guardian of Jerusalem”
A shadow replied pridefully behind a boxthorn.
“No,he isn’t.Neturei karta are not yet born
A blessed child will sprout from the rubble like Pheonix
and lighten like lantern in this darkness .
Refugees,expatriates will return
and this king of terror will be slung to death.
Tomorrow is not so far.
duck and cover!
I can hear the hooves clopping and the rain pitter-pattering
on the roofs, trees, and mountains.