My poem lamented Israel’s handling of Palestine.
Why must the Arab Muslims recognize
Israel’s right to their own country?
More discouraging was the absurd label attached by two friends:
I was a “Self Hating Jew”.
Who knew?
Would I go less often, or admire Israel’s accomplishments
less?
Was Israel looking for peace or platitudes?
I showed my piece to the Chabad Rabbi.
He had no problem, liked the poem.
Those two friends asked for an apology.
I apologized, but not for the poem.
Are we still friends?
Last night, over dinner, one of those two men
recalled the now two year old incident;
stopping just short of noting my “anti-semitic” poem.
Yes, I am an atheist. I don’t like Israel’s current government.
If I am “self hating” what does “Jew” add?
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