Dear Heavenly Father,

I'm sending this letter
to say the things I've never said
of my impressions as your child
these thoughts are running through my head.

As far back as I can remember
you guarded and watched over me
each week I eagerly awaited Shabbos,
I saw the candles burning bright.

But there's still one thing
I don't understand
why must your children be taken away,
why must they be killed so soon?

Their earthly parents are stricken with grief
because their children blew up before their eyes.
Your instruments are inhumane beings
who have no care in the world

They indiscriminately blow up babies,
young children, parents and grandparents.
They are the same as every other nation
who just want to destroy us

Their jealousy overrides their common sense,
their brains are filled with hate messages.
They think of themselves as martyrs
awaiting their prize in heaven.

But what about the survivors,
who keep the land from being overtaken?
They live in Israel, our homeland
awaiting Mashiach's cry.

hey are the ones who move with life,
holding the memories deep inside their hearts.
They withstand criticism from the world
and their brothers alike.

The world sympathizes with the "Palestinians" plight,
urging us to give them land.
While our soldiers, who are only young men,
must see the devastation before their eyes.

The pools of blood shed by their brothers,
the corpses that lay dead in the street
Why do they deserve to see this horror,
what have they done wrong?

The soldiers are the ones who protect us,
They care about all our lives.
They don't need to be ridiculed,
They need your strength and support.