Motty Ilowitz - My Broken Matzah - Pesach '23 Poem. #english

my broken matzah my broken matzah I paid a substantial amount to get you were whole when I first met you I place you inside my matatash and here I break you before I even wash when I unsealed your packet to take you out I sensed your confusion what is this about why only me and why not him the matzah the top and at the bottom I literally feel how broken you feel when your bigger piece is designated for the children to steal your smaller part back inside the touch I hide your broken piece is surrounded by whole matses on each side they exude a tantalizing wholesomeness it's like a schmuck to eat but you feel impaired fractured and incomplete with a broken heart you lay tearfully in quarantine between beautiful matsus sandwiched in between oh my broken matzah my broken matzah let me tell you the significance about you we have no joy at the cydenite without you your fractures your broken Soul actually makes the side whole the children don't care about your size they don't measure you they just want to have one tiny piece oh how they treasure you we all eat a piece of you with enthusiasm more than your peers some keep a piece of you for protection throughout the whole year you the broken ones have the power to heal other broken hearts reinvigorate and feel as the final piece of matzah had decided you are placed we don't eat anything afterwards we remain with your taste thank you