His eyes are shut tightly,
His heart opens wide.
Tears stream down his cheeks,
Softly he does sigh.
The cry of the shofar echoes loudly in his ear,
begging and beseeching him to amend his ways.
The Ark is open - light glowing from within,
The King sits upon his throne today.
Dear G-d, I know that I have done wrong,
I pray that it can be undone.
I regret all my bad choices, every little thing,
I realize now that it was not worth the fun.
The Shofar cries out my pain loud and clear,
as I stand here in shul sobbing - the tears won't repress.
People stop and wonder - I care not one bit,
I admit I did wrong - now let me refresh.
- - -
All decked in white, we stand amongst each other,
Like angels we sing and we plea.
Scared, we await anxiously,
Father in heaven, what will you decree?
Prayers are whispered,
So softly you can hear the drop of a pin.
Yet, the thud of our hearts echo,
As we remember our sins.
Our tongues are so dry,
Our ankles seem to burn.
We made mistakes just like last year,
Oh, why won't we learn?
The day is finally over,
We have done all that we can do.
The gates are now closed.
Hashem, it is all up to You.
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