IN THE SILENCE BEFORE ALL

And so it was written that the people

And it was quite a story
One too many in fact

And a metaphorical baton
And blood
And men and women were there
Not in equal number
But it is possible to say that the voices of the women
Became louder at a certain point
And I had a neighbor with an accent
Who would ask me

What's happening here
What's going on
And it wasn't that I knew how to tell her or wanted to
But I was a kind of conduit for her

And so I said in passing that

The situation is bad and we mustn't stay quiet


And she told me about the place she had lived in the past

And about the injustice she had experienced

She says

I don’t want that here


I don't want that here either


Like this I leave the building

To the road which doesn’t know left from right

Only my neighbor and I

On the dark stairway

In the silence

Before all.

בַּשקט לפני הכל

בַּשקט לפני הכל