I'm Coming Home

We left
Beaten and torn
battered into pieces
without a home anymore
No mother, No father
Without elders, priest, or scholars
No uncle or brother
Without a sister to mend up
my wounds, to say, "be strong now."
We left on slave-ships
Now, I'm Coming Home
on spaceships
Surrounded by brothers and sisters,
mothers and fathers
Apostles, prophets, shepherds,
priest, and scholars
Black Jews.
You gave me back
a 100 times over
All I ever lost
You go before us
in V formation
like the birds of heaven
Leading us
through the clouds,
over the mountains of Israel
To Zion,
to your holy temple-
Praises, and glory, and power,
and riches, and honor
Be unto you
O, son of the Living God, Most High
For you have remembered
us, your jewels,
and have gathered us
from the four winds
and from every country
we were scattered to.
Amen

Jer. 31:23,24,25,26,27,28
Jer. 30:10,11
Ezekiel 34:22,23,24,25,26,27,28,29,30,31

Shalam,
Zarach