The Beacon

Where did their brains go? I can’t be sure Personalities swallowed Up into the floor Gone is their ability to think; Any desire to ascertain truth Their religion has overtaken Mind, body and soul They have lost all interest In creative self-expression Their only wish Is to do the bidding of Heaven No longer does [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. Pushing himself to his knees and then onto his feet, he [...]

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I searched for Him Near and far But nowhere was He to be found Not in the vastness of space Nor in the still, silent sound I could not see him in the tomes of religion Nor the tracts of philosophy I did not hear Him in music Nor in the crashing waves of the [...]

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Misery. Cryin’. Gone. Someone like you. Unbreak my heart. I’m all out of love. Besides raking in millions of dollars for whoever happened to originally sing these songs, all of these song titles have one blatantly obvious characteristic in common – heartache. When you feel absolute misery over the breaking of your heart, the love [...]

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In honor of Passover, the sesquicentennial of the American Civil War, and the ongoing struggle for liberation of oppressed people around the world. “They can forge your chains and shackles from the mountains to the sea, but the Lord will send some Moses, for to set His children free…”    We is gathahed hyeah, my [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. It was then that the bikers noticed that they could no [...]

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Waiting It is a painful game Doubting, not knowing If she feels the same Wanting And never reaching Longing And never yielding Wishing From early til late I have nothing left But to sit here and wait. Share: Recommend on Facebook Tweet about it Print for later Bookmark in Browser Tell a friend

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To the Tune of ‘Nothing’ by The Script Am I better off dead? Am I better off a quitter? You say I’d be a better navi’ If I wasn’t such a hitter. Now you brought me all the way to Har Ḥoreiv, But I don’t understand the flashy message you just gave. You showed me [...]

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Let us not speak of sin For to discuss it is to commit it Crouch behind the door of silence It’s as if it doesn’t happen Let us not speak our minds, With vividness and clarity Violence, lust, envy, greed Go away if we don’t see Let us not speak the truth, Revel in ignorance [...]

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On the third day of rain they had killed so many crabs inside the palace that Mordechai had to cross the courtyard and throw them into the sea, because Achashverosh had a temperature all night and they thought it was due to the stench. The Jews had been sad since Tuesday. Sea and sky were [...]

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Chapter 1 Coming from India to Ethiopia, They feasted on the whole cornucopia, Though the King of it all, Was clearly out of control, With his palace a state of dystopia. Chapter 2 After just one night he proposed, But after her feast he composed, Another royal decree: “Bring more maidens to me,” Esther was, [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. “Patrick, for God’s sake! Keep your radio on! We have Skyenas [...]

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Rav Yanai: “Yoni, you spacing the chips?” Yoni:          “No, Rav Yanai, I’m just…” Rav Yanai: “C’mon Yoni, save it for when you’re a Ba’al HaBus.”A Ba’al HaBayit (or in yeshivish: Ba’al HaBus) is loosely translated as “man/master of the house.” Okay, maybe not. That’s too loose a definition. But that’s the point. Today, the BHB, [...]

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A bridge that I no longer cross, Which spans the gap from brain to hear, It’s drowned in rising mounds of dust, A bridge that I once traveled oft. The memory of what’s beyond, Forgotten by prolonged neglect. Connection lost to emotion, A bridge that used to serve as link. A heavy toll upon my [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. “Are you sure you you’re in the right place sir?” Shin [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. “So what happened?” the rav asked. Shin took a deep breath [...]

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When Jacob gave his young son a fine coat, It encouraged him to go on and gloat. He had grandiose dreams, Of his future regimes, As his father stood to the side and took note. As Joseph hit the pit with a thud, Judah wondered, “Why shed his blood? Let’s see him behave, Sold as [...]

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Calling out to ships just offshore, Only light they’ve seen in days. Maybe a mirage, or something more, Perhaps a reflection in the haze. Let it be for those it beckons, Everything they could hope. The light it shines for just a second, Eternity above the slope. Just for a glimpse, these men live, Only [...]

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A Song of Exaltation for Exodus, To the Tune of ‘While We Were Marching Through Georgia‘ Sound the silver trumpets boys! We’ll sing another song; Sing it with a spirit that will start the world along. Sing it like we used to sing it six hundred thousand strong, While we were marching from Egypt. Hurrah! [...]

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We would like to remind our readers that “The Written Word” is a section designated for student literary expression with both fictional and nonfictional content; literary works occasionally contain material that can be perceived as offensive by some readers, so reader discretion is advised. Grey filth covered the floor of an old, decrepit apartment complex, [...]

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Remember or believe It doesn’t really matter What happened once upon a time What happened just today A year of darkness A month of gray A week of sorrow A day of despair An hour of pain A minute of grief A second of tears A moment of silence Let there be light And let [...]

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