Here (jerusalem), Tears Do Not

Knowledge Of Peace Passes From Country To Country, Like Children's Games, Which Are So Much Alike, Everywhere.

And I Said To Myself: That's True, Hope Needs To Be Like Barbed Wire To Keep Out Despair, Hope Must Be A Mine Field.

I’ve Never Been In Those Places Where I’ve Never Been And Never Will Be, I Have No Share In The Infinity Of Light-years And Dark-years, But The Darkness Is Mine, And The Light, And My Time Is My Own.

From The Place Where We Are Right, Flowers Will Not Grow In The Spring.

Even If A Poet Writes About Sitting In A Glass House Drinking Tea, It Reflects Politics.