The Golem ... poem by Stefano Donno

From the depths of the earth and the power of stone,

The Golem was brought forth to make its home,

A being of magic, of clay and of mud,

Forged with the power of a holy word.

 

Inscribed upon its forehead, the sacred name,

A symbol of power, a source of flame,

And with a single word from the Rabbi's tongue,

The Golem was born, with a mission begun.

 

A protector of the Jewish people, it was made,

To guard them from harm and keep them safe,

With strength beyond measure and a heart of gold,

The Golem was a hero, brave and bold.

 

But its power was feared, its magic unknown,

And some sought to destroy it, to cast it out on its own,

But the Golem was steadfast, it would not yield,

For it knew its mission, and it would not yield.

 

With its strength and its will, it stood its ground,

And protected the people, with a resounding sound,

A testament to the power of faith and belief,

The Golem was a symbol, of hope and relief.

 

So remember the Golem, a magical figure of old,

A protector of people, brave and bold,

And with the power of faith, and the strength of stone,

We too can be heroes, and make our world our home.