7 am

It was dark this morning when I opened my eyes
Seemed like the trees were coming to get me
They hit the windows of that empty house
Showing me what they could do.
Storm warnings erupt from  newspapers
Like firecrackers
I gave away my raincoat
It’s been raining ever since
Though no Rabbi here  prayed for it
Palestine is burning
They need more than rainwater.
More than a Flood
The Tsunami might be almost there
I was glad it was 7 am
It’s raining