Dear God
Please save my soul
As I bow down
In the Mosque
And my body is cold
and I daven in the Synagogue
I secretly hope you're keeping a log

I need a guardian angel
To tell me that it'll be okay
I need to feel more stable
I hope I'll live another day

And I refrain from pork
Or Ursury
None on my fork
You're abusing me
With no response
I listen but I don't hear your song
I've stopped listening to music
The radio's not on

Pray 5 times
And then I pray three times
Bismillah before I eat
I thank you before my seat

I'll find you when I hear the chant
I'll be emancipated from the devil's hands
I'll hear your call as I feel the Adhan
Forgive me I am only a man

I ask the Imam for spiritual guidance
I meet the Rabbi but only silence
I seek but I don't think I'll find it
I only ask for your sacred kindness

In the water I wash my feet
I wash my face to purify
I fall down onto my knees
I think that I have truly died

Show me your presence
Show me your face
Show me your heaven
Show me the way
I wish you could hear me
And the words that I say

Amen

Why does everyone I know get paid pregnancy leave?
Why don’t I get even one day off to grieve?
Why do I have to feel bad to ask people when they are due?
Why do others feel free to tell me what to do?
(Why do I have to wake up in red?
Why do I have to sleep alone in my bed?
Why do my mikvah’s always fall out on the wrong time
Why does my life sometimes taste like lemon-lime?)
Why are my friends popping babies every year?
Why do I have so much love to share?
Why when I kiss a little kid does she run away?
Why does her mom tell me she doesn’t enjoy being kissed by day?
Why do I need to feel satisfied with my job as a wife?
Why do other people have so much more in their life?
Why do I shop for so many kids costumes?
Why do I dread every Yom Tov as it looms?
Why do I ask why if it won’t get me anywhere?
Why do I ask why if it won’t make anything clear?
So I won’t ask why for I want to continue to live!
And I won’t ask why as I continue to give.
I know I have a father in heaven who loves me like insane.
I know that He shares in every ounce of my pain.
I know that He runs the world the way only He could.
I know that He gives me so much blessing and good.
I know that I need to continue doing what’s right.
I know that I need to daven for everyone to have their Yeshuah in sight.
I know that I shouldn’t give into the frustration,
I know that I should live a life full of appreciation.
I know that He does what’s best and I’ll emerge stronger,
I know that I need to hold on just a little longer.
I know to live and maximize my days meanwhile,
I know to always try my best, enjoy my life and smile!