““What else are there but rituals To cover up the emptiness O Disbelief Lord Nothingness When my son's suffering ended My own began Why did the sun rise this morning It's not natural I don't want to see the light It's not time to close the casket Or say Kaddish for my son I've already buried two fathers With a mother to come Isn't that enough Lord who wants us To exalt and sanctify Him I don't want to wear the mourner's ribbon Or wake up crying every morning For God knows how long I don't want to tuck my son into the ground As if we were putting him to bed For the last time””