יום שני, כ״ח תמוז תשפ״וMonday, July 13, 2026
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There’s so much he could do Resources are not few He refuses to end all His SILENCE.
These monsters constantly attack When we dare to try to fight back
This devastating loss For weeks is the top news, But the assassination of politicians Is squeezed onto page two.
This Holy Day comes once a year With prayers and begging and pleading and tears,
Well, Mr. Haman, what did this Mordechai do to upset you?
Help me and the rest of them Know what I really mean.
You’ve been taken from me my child I’ve been alone for many years, That you will never return Is my deepest hidden fear.
Are we wealthy, are we paupers? Are we kings or are we slaves?
Her faith she had to hide, To find out the king tried But no answer would ever come from His wife.
When a child is trembling with fear, When guns command him to raise his hands in the air You know beyond a shadow of doubt The World Has Gone Upside Down.
The voyage is going peacefully A salty tang in the air, But when the storm decides to strike The sailors are unprepared.
He strengthened his resolve Knew his life he would lose, But when the king uttered the words With great pride he refused.
July 10, 2026 
