Tears of Confusion - Subscriber Poetry Inspiration 2025-26 Poem 11

In a recent discussion with a very dear subscriber about the current worldwide political situation regarding Jew-hatred, anti-semitism and Jewish future which also had many questions about belief and faith, I came up with this concept "Tears of Confusion." Right away I knew that this poem would be featured as the "Subscriber Poetry Inspiration" poem for the month of Av.

During the next few days, I tried to find time to write down my thoughts and finally, after some time, it all come to completion. In this finished piece, I speak of the confusion we have about our world as we know it today, about the fear of the future despite knowing that redemption is closer than ever and about how sometimes even when we ask the question to those who know the answers, we sometimes come away more confused and upset than we did before finding out the answers.

I tried to capture that sense of emotional confusion and I hope I did it justice.

Eitherway, I hope you enjoy this piece.

All my best wishes to you,

Your friend,

Yitzy Schweitzer

Tears of Confusion - Subscriber Poetry Inspiration 2025-26 Poem 11

So many questions seem to arise,
Disturbing the peace of our already spinning minds,
What we knew for a fact, believed to be true,
Is now under the possibility of a lie, leaving us lost and confused.

This generation is yet another with a test in its hands,
A test of the fact, the mind, of knowing where to stand,
Do we stand on truth and if so, what does it mean,
Or is my truth really a lie, a clouded judgment, a misty dream?

All of this, all these doubts and all these illusions,
Corrupt our minds to the point where insanity looms over us,
Our spirits become deflated and defeated, truth becomes a teasing, laughing, prize,
As the tears of our confusion, fall from our pleading eyes.

All these questions about the future, not knowing what is to come,
Yet, we know that we must have faith and believe in the Holy One,
Fearing about the future, will only cause more sadness and heartbreak,
Yet, the tears of confusion fall, our question need answers, we cannot wait.

It is the cloud of exile, that makes it so hard to understand it all,
We no longer live with prophets, we are not as close to His call,
Confusion is resolved with asking what is on your mind,
Hoping for an answer of eternal truth, one that will calm and satisfy.

Questions that once were never asked, now is but a regular conversation,
The young and old need the guidance of the great and trusted of our generation,
What will happen and why, is He in heaven, with us despite our misdeeds,
Yet sadly, even those who get the answers, still with confusion and despair leave.

All of this, all these doubts and all these illusions,
Corrupt our minds to the point where insanity looms over us,
Our spirits become deflated and defeated, truth becomes a teasing, laughing, prize,
As the tears of our confusion, fall from our pleading eyes.

All these questions about the future, not knowing what is to come,
Yet, we know that we must have faith and believe in the Holy One,
Fearing about the future, will only cause more sadness and heartbreak,
Yet, the tears of confusion fall, our question need answers, we cannot wait.