my very jewish family is in germany
and i'm listening to the history of world war ii
on audiobook, while trying very hard not to be a jew
because after three chapters on the holocaust
it is rather challenging to eat oatmeal in peace
without thinking of the final solution and the middle east

these days only the basics send me out to the blinds
looking deep inside the cracks to the tarred street outside
it's just too easy to hide from the world of injustice
when there's food in my stomach and messages from teenage girls
deep within my self-indulging interwebs and facebook status updates
as if all there is to suffering can be heard in a song by nick cave or tom waits