Where am I From?

A DNA test can never truly

Tell me

Which place I come from

A birth certificate

Only holds a small

Part of the story

My ancestors would

All tell me different

Responses

And I'm not sure that

They know

For sure

There is a beauty

In a place of origin

A string which

Tugs and tugs you back to a

Pinpoint

But my string is

In a knot

It tugs and tugs me

To different

Graves

Not people

Jews buried

6 feet under

Each graveyard

Scattered around

The world

Each graveyard

Abandoned

Fails to hold

Their memory

Where are you from?

My mind is in a

Knot

My face all scrunched up

Don't we all

Deserve to be from

Somewhere?

With more than our

Tears

Fertilizing the soil?

The Torah tells me

I am from Judea

Israel

The homeland

And it holds more

Then just graveyards

But also Jews

And our culture

A place

Where I can return to

More then

A stone

Not just a dream of the

Past

Which I hold

Attached to the depths of

My soul

But a vision of

The future

“Israel”

I answer.

I am from there.

“Zionist”

They say

Like an insult

They tell me to

Go back to Europe

Go back to Egypt

Go back to wherever the hell your from

I really do

Wish I could.

So that answer will not do

Where are you from?

Everywhere

And nowhere

All at once

I am from the crust

Of the earth

I am from

Wherever I go