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ezrawrites
17/FTM/DC immutable part in immortality
I am not up on the bima A cantor sings in his baritone voice that I do not have and I am not up on the bima I am not up on the bima “What’s the right choice to make as Jews?” the rabbi asks and I am not up on the bima I am not up on the bima I cut my hair and I “don’t have time” so I am not up on the bima I am not up on the bima It isn’t fair I’m scared of what’s mine and I am not up on the bima How can I be up on the bima? Sacrificing myself? Do you want to cut me in half so I can be up on the bima? How can I be up on the bima? I stand back by the shelves, away from the staff and I am definitely not up on the bima. When will I be up on the bima? Next Shabbat or years from now when I am welcome up on the bima? When will I be up on the bima? When my life is taught, all of it, not just some when I am up on the bima I see others up on the bima There’s never beings like me up on the bima I see others up on the bima Then I start seeing YOU up on the bima I am not up on the bima But YOU are. You’ve cut your hair, but you are not scared and YOU are up on the bima I am up on the bima Through your spirit because we are all one when there is someone up on the bima I am up on the bima Because you are there and we share not only a G-d but a pride in ourselves standing tall up on the bima I am up on the bima And if there is one place I belong, it’s: UP ON THE BIMA
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC
I Am (Not) Up On the Bima
We are not misfits and we are not weird We wrestle with that which you do not know We travel to places you’ll never go The only contrast: the way we are feared We are not misfits and we are not strange We love in ways you do not comprehend There are no rules in place we don’t transcend No words you hurl will ever make us change Misfit does not describe the way I am Misfit is yours alone but ours to claim Misfit is not a strategy to **** Misfit will never make me feel your shame Misfit is real but you are such a sham Misfit is not how I will be renamed
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 6:37 PM UTC
WE ARE NOT MISFITS
I could paint the stars a million times and never get them right, because I've seen you fierce feelings find me seamlessly smitten surrendering doubt of forever days when the future called me names have misted away from the heat you bring me there's more strength in me now because you make the little things count daydreams are a drop of an ocean that you bring feelings are severe, but loving you is how a mountain stands natural and unwavering
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Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 9:56 AM UTC
Natural
I love comedy, I love to laugh and smile I’d been looking forward to this night for a while We were seeing a funny guy crack jokes and jests there's absolutely no reason to be stressed Except the venue was unconventional Great location, the seating was plentiful I didn’t realize where we were about to go So as we walked up my footsteps began to slow My curly hair blew through the air And I uttered a little prayer Because we were walking up to something I knew very well I’d spent my childhood in one if you couldn’t tell The place was a synagogue in downtown DC And all of a sudden I felt I needed to flee I walked inside and my heart started to race Why couldn’t they have had this in a different place? In a flash I’m back on October twenty-seventh Where I watched the news to see that there had been eleven Eleven lives lost for practicing their faith saying a prayer “Baruch atah adonai, please help me, I’m scared” They couldn’t escape and now neither could I Every part of me thought I was going to die There! A man is holding a gun! Come on people! You have to run! But it was his phone, my eyes were wrong Don’t start to cry, please be strong But I started to cry, no I started to sob I held my head, it started to throb I was scared out of my mind I decided I had to resign My mom took me back to the car I needed to go somewhere really far Then, I thought I would feel shame But instead the anger came I used to go to a synagogue and feel love and delight But now all I feel is my fight or flight They took my safe space away from me They said I can no longer just be I have to be scared because "Jews will not replace us” I have to run because goyim want to chase us There were always bomb threats during the sabbath time There were picketers with their signs up, people throwing dimes But I was a child, never afraid No matter what, never dismayed But now I see the casualties climb to terrible heights And I haven’t been to a synagogue since that night I used to be excited to learn different melodies of the sh’ma And then the classic chanting of the v'ahavta But now I’ll never feel safe again I’ll always be looking towards the amen Oseh shalom bimromav, Hu yaaseh shalom aleinu Part of the mourner's kaddish I now give to you I hope there’s a long time before its said about me But it might be soon because I am not going to flea The next bat mitzvah I’m invited to Whoever it’s for, I don’t care who I’ll be dancing and I’ll be squealing The words to the black eyed peas’ “I’ve got a feeling” I’ll always be afraid and I’ll always be sad I won’t stop myself from feeling mad But maybe instead of counting sheep I’ll let the mi chamocha lull me to sleep My life will not belong to the people that want it gone So to stick it to them… I’ll just have to live on
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 1:35 PM UTC
Synagogues
I love comedy, I love to laugh and smile I’d been looking forward to this night for a while We were seeing a funny guy crack jokes and jests there's absolutely no reason to be stressed Except the venue was unconventional Great location, the seating was plentiful I didn’t realize where we were about to go So as we walked up my footsteps began to slow My curly hair blew through the air And I uttered a little prayer Because we were walking up to something I knew very well I’d spent my childhood in one if you couldn’t tell The place was a synagogue in downtown DC And all of a sudden I felt I needed to flee I walked inside and my heart started to race Why couldn’t they have had this in a different place? In a flash I’m back on October twenty-seventh Where I watched the news to see that there had been eleven Eleven lives lost for practicing their faith saying a prayer “Baruch atah adonai, please help me, I’m scared” They couldn’t escape and now neither could I Every part of me thought I was going to die There! A man is holding a gun! Come on people! You have to run! But it was his phone, my eyes were wrong Don’t start to cry, please be strong But I started to cry, no I started to sob I held my head, it started to throb I was scared out of my mind I decided I had to resign My mom took me back to the car I needed to go somewhere really far Then, I thought I would feel shame But instead the anger came I used to go to a synagogue and feel love and delight But now all I feel is my fight or flight They took my safe space away from me They said I can no longer just be I have to be scared because "Jews will not replace us” I have to run because goyim want to chase us There were always bomb threats during the sabbath time There were picketers with their signs up, people throwing dimes But I was a child, never afraid No matter what, never dismayed But now I see the casualties climb to terrible heights And I haven’t been to a synagogue since that night I used to be excited to learn different melodies of the sh’ma And then the classic chanting of the v'ahavta But now I’ll never feel safe again I’ll always be looking towards the amen Oseh shalom bimromav, Hu yaaseh shalom aleinu Part of the mourner's kaddish I now give to you I hope there’s a long time before its said about me But it might be soon because I am not going to flea The next bat mitzvah I’m invited to Whoever it’s for, I don’t care who I’ll be dancing and I’ll be squealing The words to the black eyed peas’ “I’ve got a feeling” I’ll always be afraid and I’ll always be sad I won’t stop myself from feeling mad But maybe instead of counting sheep I’ll let the mi chamocha lull me to sleep My life will not belong to the people that want it gone So to stick it to them… I’ll just have to live on
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I smile at you as I walk in Because I think you’re cool You grin I feel I win Even if I’m at school I smile at you as I walk in Because you laughed with me yesterday We spoke we joked And I am excited for today I smile at you as I walk in But today things kind of change You sneer at my tears It was a little bit strange I smile at you as I walk in Because I’m afraid of if I forget You roll your eyes I get into disguise As someone who’s not breaking yet I smile at you as I walk in But you don’t smile back You look mean from what I’ve seen Your eyes are glowing black I smile at you as I walk in And you roll your eyes at me I’m stunned so I run Don’t care where just have to flee I smile at you as I walk in I don’t know why I still do In spite I try to be polite Even as your cruelty grew I smile at you as I walk in And you smile as well But I’m aware of your affair With making me walk on eggshells I smile at you as I walk in And maybe you get to me I forget your words and threat And I start to agree I smile at you as I walk in But because I know something new I’ve tried to be tough but it’s enough Everyone now knows what you do I smile at you as I walk in Because its your last day in these rooms I grin because I win You’re a flower that will never bloom
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Mar 8, 2019
Mar 8, 2019 at 8:54 AM UTC
As I walk In