I Am Israel

 

I am Israel. I came to the land 4,000 years ago and I multiplied on both sides of the river Jordan, and made the land blossom. I am of Abraham, Sarah, of Isaac, Rekekah, of Jacob, of Esther, and of David.

I am Israel. My people were slaughtered by the Assyrians, then by the Greeks and then by the Romans. In 73 AD my temple in Jerusalem was destroyed by the legions of Rome. I spread throughout the middle sea but always stayed close to my Jerusalem. I visited the tombs of my patriarchs and I cried at the walls of my temple.

I am Israel. I cried for my children at the feet of the Crusaders, of the Mamluks, of the Arabs, of the Turks, of the British, at the feet of the world but I did not forget you, Oh, Zion, Oh, Jerusalem !

I am Israel. I am her native sons and daughters. From the Galilee to the hills of Judea to the sands of Arava. I gathered in my children together from many lands.

I am Israel. In 1948 I again lit my fire on the hill of nations, but my neighbours tried to destroy me, but failed. Over 1% of my children were killed defending me against my neighbours the Arabs who would not live with my hebrew children. My children defended me and I was reborn to shine my light from that hill in Judea. The Arabs blocked me from praying at your holy walls for 19 years, only I was blocked. I took in 800,000 of my children seeking refuge from the Arab lands for the next 10 years.

I am Israel. In 1967, I was again threatened and attacked but my children defended me with their blood and lives, liberating the hills of my native land and opening up my land so that I could walk again over my native hills and valleys. I could once again make the hills blossom with milk and honey. I sought peace in the land but was offered their three Noes, the kalashnikovs and their cries of genocide. They murdered my children on the beaches of Tel Aviv, the hills of the Galilee, the classrooms of Ma'Alot, the buses of the Negev, the streets of Jerusalem. They offered my children hate, death and war.

I am Israel. In 1973 the Arabs came again to destroy me and to kill my children from the river to the sea but I am Israel and I endure, I am Safed to the North, Ein Bokek to the east, I am Eilat to the South and I am Tel Aviv to the West, I endure.

In 1979, my children gave the Arabs back their Sinai lands, and offered them the olive branch of peace. They offered my children rockets and bullets.

I am Israel. I have many enemies but I also have many friends. All the forces of the world bow to the power of the oil of the Arabs, including the committees of the UN, and the political courts of the condescending élites but I am Israel, I live here, I live the reality of living in the valley of the shadow of death, but I will fear no evil. I am a real friend to all and I have real friends. I am patient in suffering but I am not to be taken for a fool.

I am Israel. I am denigrated, I am maligned, I am hated, I am blamed, I am scapegoated by all, I am condemned for defending myself and for having friends. I suffer the slings and arrows of the propaganda against me for seeking to survive, to flourish to live, to be. Many of the international news sources will only ever misrepresent me, ignore the wrongs against me, will condemn me for retaliating, will deny me my right to defend myself, will excuse the murderous attacks on my children, will refuse me the justice of my causes.

I am Israel. I have sought to make “peace” with my enemies despite the pogroms in 1929, the riots in 1936, the invasions of 1948 and 1973, the battles of 1967, the rockets of the 1980s to the suicide bombings of the 1990s. I have compromised my best interests, I have exchanged murderous Palestinian terrorists for the corpses of my children for I am Israel. I am true to my word, I negotiate, I offer my hand and I accept their unjust demands, I have released their children of terror but for them to return with knives, with cleavers, with bombs with guns and with hate. I protect my children, my friends and my native land. I will live on the hilltops without water or shade but I will make the arid land blossom and bloom. My children will be safe on my pathways and my fords, they will sup at the bosom of my springs and feed on my manna which they will nourish with their own hands.

I am Israel. My children serve in their own people's army which is the most moral in the world, slow to anger but resolute when angered. On many occasions I have stayed the hand of my children from retaliating against my enemy although he hides among his own that I would not harm the innocent. I warn my enemies and their fellow travellers before I smite them with my hand, for I am Israel. I insist that my children act in accordance with law and even offer law to those who would harm me. I argue with my children when they have done wrong and praise them when they are in the right. I’m

I am Israel. I want peace and freedom for all, and I will insist that my children are protected. I will protect my own, and offer the hand of friendship to those who have peace in their hearts, I will stand against those who would hurt my children, I will NOT stand idly by, because I am Israel.

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