The Wandering Jew No More

Shush, they were complicit in their own 

torment. Placid at first, then disbelieving

they went like sheep to the slaughter. The

gradual disintegration of their status as citizens

of countries they had gravitated to, proud of

their culture, ethnic source and religion yet

glad to lend themselves wholly to the values

of nations their forced migration took them

to they learned to tolerate discrimination and

oppression, even deadly pogroms as their lot.

The Final Solution to their existence abetted

by war and the slander of dehumanization

gave their killers many helping hands. In the

aftermath an incredulous world in shock and

awe: how many? They went to the slaughter?

No one rebelled? Some shuddered and hid their

presence and survived. Ergo, complicit. Damned

and scorned. The Diaspora gathers now around

its ancient Judean landscape. A state of and for

Jews, with its own self-defence. In defending

itself against a repeat of annihilation its fierce

response instills the outrage of condemnation

as an 'occupying power' in its ancestral home.

Wandering no more, but condemned regardless.