I don't know if you hear me now, or if you even bother to try and listen
What I have to say won't take a second, whether you are listening or not.
You let us die, you let us kill each other, I'm sure you have your reasons.
Please, just take care of my family, of my kid.
I beg of you, Just him, even if all else fails.
For that small request, I live in your shadow.
I want to dedicate this to my dear dad, that passed away three weeks ago.
I know that in his prayers, he always just wanted the best for his familt, for his kids.
The love of god, is a tool in the profilment of the world we live in. He is in a different world now, and now I pray for him.
And now, the picture:
In the jewish religion there is a belief that while saying a prayer, the hands must stay above the waist line, since everything benith it is forbidden in that sense. It doesn't make much sense to me, but it does for the believers.
Anyway, that's why while saying prayers they use a lacing strapped over the waist to play with, and make sure it's not going below the waist.
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