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December 13, 2024
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There once was a Place

All golden and new

Where down became up

And false became true.

 

The trees weren’t greeny

Nor the clouds puffy white

The air was not airy

Something just wasn’t right.

 

No one knows when it started

Or when it would end,

This upside down madness that

Felt like a trend.

 

Night became day and

Day became night,

This upside down Place

Where things weren’t right.

 

In the upside down Place lived
The Green and the Blue

Who started out friendly

As friendly would do.

 

But then it just happened

Like a raged Hurricane

A Most – Terrible – Awful

And a tsunami of pain.

It thrashed and it boiled

It reared and it roared,

This Most – Terrible – Awful

Would not be ignored.

 

And it got even badder

Than badder could be

In this upside down Place

Seems that not all were free.

 

The Greens screamed and

They marched,

Some by River some by Sea

They threw away the facts

Where facts should all be

 

The mob got all mobbier,

They took to the streets,

They shouted in schools and marched out in fleets.

 

“We want the Blues gone

We don’t care where they’ll go

This upside down Place

Wants you gone, don’t you know?!”

 

The Blues then got busy defending their name

Though some Blues turned Greeny from Anti-Blue shame.

 

Some Blues got more Bluish

Than ever before

The Most – Terrible – Awful

Shook them right to their core.

The Blues worked together in such a short span

Collecting and sending

As only Blues can.

 

Some Blues jumped on planes to a Major Blue Space,

Where being True Blue was the point of this Place.

 

And some Blues they stayed put

To ride out The Wave

“We’ve seen this before …

Greens will start to behave.”

 

How the story is ending

Is anyone’s guess

It’s so hard to see endings

When all is a mess.

 

If we could just blend

All our brilliant shades of Blue

Upside down might be flipped

For our V’Nahafoch hu.


Esti Rosen Snukal made aliyah from Teaneck and has been living in Chashmonaim, Israel for the last 11 years. She is the proud mom of four boys, two who are reservists called in for battle on Oct. 7. Esti took a short hiatus from contributing to The Jewish Link as she wrote her first young children’s book series (yes, they rhyme of course). She is currently looking for an agent or publisher (call me). Esti can be reached at [email protected].

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