You, my teacher, tell me to respect every person,
Simply because they are G-d's creations,
And hatred towards another being,
Is hatred towards the "Almighty".
And, that G-d speaks out through His creations.
But how is that so?
Does G-d speak through me?
I thought I had free will on all my actions,
No?
You also tell me,
That everything around me is here to help me succed
In being the absolute best person I could be,
And that I am never given a test I cannot pass,
So there isn't an excuse.
But mistakes are what leads straight to knowledge,
No?
And then you tell me,
I DO have free will, and I do make mistakes,
And all those who do evil chose their own path,
And it was their own desire and reckoning that made them do terrible things,
But how?! Now that! I don't understand -
If you told me just now that G-d speaks out through his servants,
And challenges us through others,
Why do those accomplices get punished?!
For doing their purpose?!
And you answer,
G-d creates situations around each one of us,
That does each of us only justice.
Well then, justice - you say,
I don't see any justice!
Blood-shed and war, and malice
I see,
G-d's every interaction with his creations in good,
You cut in.
Even if it is unrevealed good.
Oh, I can't stand you!
You know what I'm saying - you, too, live,
And laugh at others,
And lie!
Yet you stand there, poised, like a frog,
And tell me things that I want to understand,
But can't.
G-d's ways, you say, cannot be understood,
Not fully,
Through any amount of wisdom or knowledge,
And it is our duty - to walk, simply,
With G-d
And his Ways.
Walk blindly?!
With G-d?!
But what did He ever do to earn my trust?
How can I walk with someone,
Whom I can't see walking along?
Or hear answering back,
When I cry for help?
It is through learning His ways,
That you gain understanding,
You say.
And I start to sob, because,
I don't understand,
And you don't understand,
G-d's Ways.
