Her thoughts prey on Judaism and love;
She sees two futures pulling her apart.
Her ears listen to God’s voice from above,
But not enough to fix her weeping heart.
A spouse that shares her Jewish devotion,
Is whom the community says marry.
She asks why is this the only notion;
Continuity she has to carry.
But she wants the freedom for true passion,
A real connection with anyone.
Too much pressure makes her face turn ashen,
Then she recalls how her people begun:
Years of pain, too close to nonexistence;
Her choice dictates her people’s persistence.
(Image drawn by Malli Rubinstein)