Wall of Stone

Standing in a sea of people,
in front of a wall of stone,
I feel ashamed.

All around me, there are people praying, crying,
feeling close to g-d.
and I stand here, in the midst of hundreds of people,
And I feel nothing.

My eyes are dry,
my mind if blank,
I dont know what to feel.

Someone in front of me weeps softly,
and I feel like crying,
because I feel nothing,
towards this wall of stone.

And suddenly, it hits me.
An emotion. I identify it and realize,
I'm angry.
Angry at G-d.

Why must i stand here,
in front of a wall of stone,
when we could be standing by the holy temple,
with G-d Himself?

Why are we still in golus?
people dying, suffering,
praying to a wall of stone.

We don't want stone.
We want G-d
We want Moshiach!

So I stand here,
angry at G-d,
and I cry.

I cry for the destruction of the tenple,
I cry for the horrible golus we're in,
and for all the pain and suffering there is on this earth.

And i ask G-d why??
When will it all end?
We need Moshiach already!

The sky is filled with clouds,
and the wind blows softly,
but G-d is silent.
He doesn't aswer me.