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Shalom and Salam

Ava Lalezarzadeh بواسطة
03/06/2021

Are both Semitic languages
We share the same roots 

If only peace could be brought on by a prefix
And the commonalities we share

I pray when the missiles launch
nothing but Kippas and Taqiyahs will land on your head 

And that the olive trees will grow back
And that we’ll all together around the table and
eat the food that our grandmother’s made us. 

And meet at the park to play backgammon
and dombak.

I am not a scholar.
Or an activist.
I don’t presume to know or be the bearer of truths.
But I’m a lover. A lover of words.
A lover of people.
And if you have a heart
Which we all do
We all know the feeling of drums in our chest
And holding our loved ones tightly.

And how we’d never wish suffering on
anyone
Anyone.

And so to that I say
Ya Salam and Shabbat Shalom


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Shalom and Salam

Ava Lalezarzadeh بواسطة
03/06/2021

Are both Semitic languages
We share the same roots 

If only peace could be brought on by a prefix
And the commonalities we share

I pray when the missiles launch
nothing but Kippas and Taqiyahs will land on your head 

And that the olive trees will grow back
And that we’ll all together around the table and
eat the food that our grandmother’s made us. 

And meet at the park to play backgammon
and dombak.

I am not a scholar.
Or an activist.
I don’t presume to know or be the bearer of truths.
But I’m a lover. A lover of words.
A lover of people.
And if you have a heart
Which we all do
We all know the feeling of drums in our chest
And holding our loved ones tightly.

And how we’d never wish suffering on
anyone
Anyone.

And so to that I say
Ya Salam and Shabbat Shalom

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