My Akedah
By Savyonne Steindler
You bound your children to the altar of God
Securing their limbs with tethers of hesitation
Full of piety, you gave a humble nod
And raised your shimmering blade of condemnation
There was no angel of heaven
To stay your eager hand
Your clear resolve would not weaken
You’d fulfill this demand
The Lord on high sinks perplexed
Into His bejeweled throne
Furrowing His brow, quite vexed
That you thought He would condone
On that day you offered up
The heirs to your guilt and grief
God sits too stunned to disrupt
As you pull knife from its sheath
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Published on page 16 of the Winter 2012 issue of Leviathan.
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