He apologized to me,
and I forgave
If only he'd stop being,
as ignorant as he is
Then he'd know,
what I know
But, how can he?
I guard what I know,
and feed it each day
Each day it grows,
strong and old
If only he knew
But, he never will
And each day I tightly hold it
Half buried in the past
Like an ember bathed
in soot and ashes
Quite obvious,
to the sharp-eyed
But, not to the poor boy
who knows not
***Meka liwweth yaluwek
***
and I forgave
If only he'd stop being,
as ignorant as he is
Then he'd know,
what I know
But, how can he?
I guard what I know,
and feed it each day
Each day it grows,
strong and old
If only he knew
But, he never will
And each day I tightly hold it
Half buried in the past
Like an ember bathed
in soot and ashes
Quite obvious,
to the sharp-eyed
But, not to the poor boy
who knows not
***Meka liwweth yaluwek
***
