,I wanted to write about the end of the recitation of the Torah ,I wanted to paint a new world like 'in the beginning of creation ,But around me chaos and void and darkness upon the face of the abyss .my pen in my hand became mute and silent, dripping blood and tears
,The eyes see the scenes and the heart is torn and bleeding The head refuses to understand, and the hand clenched into a trembled .fist ,In darkness they plotted. and malicious men plowed evil .The blood of babies, old people, and civilians screams and loudly shouted
,The war of liberation has not yet ended and it continues .We were defeated in a battle, but the war is not over we will rise up, cleanse ourselves from the blood, and remember each one of them .And beat them back, with a terrible and final blow for eternity
And when I passed by thee, and saw thee wallowing in thy blood," ".I said unto thee: In thy blood, live; yea, I said unto thee: In thy blood, live
