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When You Remember Marhaba Ya Rifka! Hello! Marhaba Yoram, Malka, Avishai, Marhaba K'tsia, Marion, Yehoshua, Yaël. Keef hal-ak? How are you? Beloved friends of my father and mother for 50 years – When will I visit you in Tel Aviv? In Zichron Ya'aqov? When will I walk in your vineyards? Meet your grandchildren? Meet the son-in-law in the blue jeans business? When you remember Deir Yassin And why do I address you in halting Arabic? Surely I can say "Shalom, Ma sh'lom cha?" in Hebrew? This would show the respect I long to feel We could embrace at the airport Dine again under arbors laden with next year's wine We would again pass silently among memories Enshrined at Yad Vashem When you remember Deir Yassin We can eat oranges from trees my mother planted as you watched in 1953. When you remember Deir Yassin. We can talk about your friends and family About David Shoham's precious Absalom Slain in a war against neighboring states About Yehoshua's first wife Ruthie, Dead in an airport attack in the '60's We can talk about your friend David Tithare Who sat me on his lap when I was six And bragged of slitting Palestinian throats In Jerusalem, when he was chief of police In 1948. All this we can do When you remember Deir Yassin. Bob Green |
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