Mesija*

They live in their cities moneyed and prideful, led by warrior kings,

They have embroidered dresses, fat cattle and stone houses.

We want the same for our sons, O father. We want our wanderings to end,

We want to raise a temple to the eternal here, in the promised land, and

We want a king like all nations: Israel too shall have a king.


Knowing neither morality nor justice,

seeking but luxury and power, by the sword

did the kings of Israel from Saul to Hoshea rule.

King succeeded king, wars were fought aplenty,

disappointed and tormented, the people hoped for a just king: a Messiah.


Lustful Herod, between baths in sulphurous water on his death bed,

ordered the massacre of innocents, at the behest of magis from the east.

Seeking to rid the wearers of the tallit of their righteous king,

He lost his own life.


Are thou he that art to come or must we look for another one….


When all men love one another; rivers of honey and milk will flow,

and the sun, the moon and stars shall all shine together.


Blessed are the poor, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven,

Blessed are the meek, for they shall possess the land,

Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted,

Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after justice, for they shall have their fill,

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy,

Blessed are the clean of heart, for they shall see god,

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of god,

Blessed are they that suffer persecution for justice’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven,

Blessed are ye when they shall revile you, and persecute you, and speak all that is evil against you, untruly

for my sake, be glad and rejoice for your reward is very great in heaven.


He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.


“King of the poor”, “Son of David”, “Blessed”, “Hosanna”, “Rabbuni”, “King of Israel”


One of you shall betray me, he it is to whom I shall reach bread dipped.

That which thou dost, do quickly.


Take ye and eat. This is my body, which is given for you.

It is my blood which shall be shed for many unto the remission of sins.

Do this for a commemoration of me.


My kingdom is not of this world…


*based on Rossellini’s “Messiah (1975)”

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