If there is one thing I know
It is that I know nothing.
And perhaps that is how it should be.
For questioning is part of the heritage inside of me.

In Judaism there is no straight path
For all of their existence, rabbbis have thought and fought
With no interpretation echoing
As singular truth.

Monotheism.
Kabbalistic mysticism.
Agnosticism.
Athiesm too.
Any one can be the faith of a Jew.

If there is a God who chose us
He chose us to endure great strife
To rise above it all
And continue to fight.

So don't try to convert me Or argue that you alone are right.
A Jew forever, I'll put up a fight.
Tooth and nail to preserve my kind
If not of faith, then at least of cultural mind.