GRAVEYARD " HEILIG LAND -(HOLY LAND) "In golden letters engraved on the wall " Heilig Land " (Holy Land) could be found Way back in Germany, I do well recall A graveyard it too often has been This precious, real Holy Land, Battles and conquests it always has seen Downtrodden by foe, uplifted by friend And daily again fresh graves are being dug All over this precious dear land And daily young bodies are being stuck With feeble and trembling hands So many hearts broken, beaten and torn ... Hopes and dreams shattered, turning to dust And deep in the flesh the piosonous thorn Arouses new hatred, new anger and frust Let us chose wisely, we all want to live It's much too Holy, this Promised Land, Rather than take, we all have to give With all our Being, with Heart and with Hand Happy and humble, oh let us embrace No longer a graveyard, no mourners shouts Guided by wisdom, uplifted by faith Oh Brothers behold the cheering crowds ... Hans-Guenter Pahl Tel Aviv, Israel - January 1993 |