Sunday, July 29, 2012


We feel ourselves
Going underwater
Can't swim
A whirlpool
Dragging us down
Into quicksand
The money
Needed to send
Rescue crews
To get us out
Must come from
But where?
They don't want to help
Because we don't exist
After all
You can't see
What's not there
And you only see
One Little Sheep
The rest of us
Are hidden deep

To donate to my therapy fund, mail checks and cash to the person who ha kindly arranged for a tzedaka fund to write checks to my therapist:

Keren Zichron Gedalyahu
C/O Rabbi M. Keller
565 East 8th Street
Brooklyn, NY 11218

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