Hillel

You are sleeping with a circumcised man but,
Your child is still not yet circumcised;
And the beautiful roses do watch you at night,
For he who cares to teach you is well around you.

Hillel,
There is a mighty man of valour around you;
But he is the son of a prostitute and,
He is here to save you from this land.

You are sleeping with a circumcised man and,
Your child is not yet circumcised;
But the snow is still falling and,
I am deep in my sabbath.

Earthquakes in Haiti, Morocco, Chile and Turkey!
It is not yet six o'clock and,
You've eaten your evening meal already.

To drink the bitter water and,
To eat the bitter food of love;
But my love is like a cake mixed with oil and,
Hillel is your name in the land of the woods.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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