#Apokaliptishe Neviyes

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"Apocalyptic Prophecy... [was] created for the theatre production “Waiting for Adam Spielman,” by Turkish-born Berliner playwright and director Hakan Savas Mican. It was staged in 2010 by the Israeli-born director Michael Ronen at Ballhaus Naunynstasse, Berlin’s groundbreaking “Post-Migrant” Theater. The play, a satirical dystopian fever dream written specifically for the international ensemble of actors who performed it, concerned the hopes and nightmares of a group of pilgrims who have traveled to the ruins of Detroit in search of the lost poet, prophet, and possible messiah Adam Spielman, a musician and drug-addict who, announcing his Apocalyptic Prophecy of Israel’s destruction, disappeared into the reforested city, never to return, but leaving a messianic liturgical text."

Gute mentshn, a mayse vel ikh aykh dertseyln Fun a tsayt vos vet kumen in goyrl Es hot mir gekholmt a kholem, keyn sheyner Fun der tsukunft fun Erets Yisroyl

An atom-bombe af Yerushalayim Eksplodirt vi a brokh af der erd A naye milkhome mit Iran un Mitsrayim Kumt on vi a tayvlish ferd

Der Soyne-Yisroyl bazetst di gantse erets Der oylem makht pleyte atsind Di pleytem zey forn in shifn keyn Tsipern Zey flien vi feyglekh in vint

Nor etlekhe blaybn tsu shteyen un kemfn Di shvartse un oreme layt Zey vern derharget fun milyonen mentshn Vos gisn fun Gaza bafrayt

Di arabishe kinder zey tun di gebetn Fun di shpelter fun koysl in brand Zey leydikn oys dos postkestl fun himl Men makht khorev dos heylike land

Nor es zaynen nisht nor yidn vos laydn in tsores Shiitn bazetsn Beyrut Dos land vert farkhurvet vi Sodom un Gomore Un Amolek shaft taykhn fun blut

Yisroeldike bomben zey faln af Perziye Un farbrenen bizn grunt Teyran Amerike bageyt militerishe perversyes Un di gantse velt vert gor a balagan

Un di arabishe kinder in ale di lender Zey tuen di gasn in Eyrope blutroyt Di shlakht treft di daytshn, frantsoysn, englender Ale shtet vern toyt vi Detroyt

Di mentshhayt vet kumen in finstere tsaytn Vos vet zayn shtelt ir zikher shoyn for Muzlimen un yidn un kristn veln shtraytn In dem nayem, dem blutikn dor

[Good people, I’ll tell you a tale Of a time that will become fate I dreamed a dream, not a good one, Of the future of the land of Israel

In Jerusalem, an atom bomb Explodes like a divine curse A new war with Iran and Egypt Comes on like a demonic horse

Israel’s mortal enemies occupy the whole land The people immediately flee The refugees take ships to Cypress They scatter like birds in the wind

But some remain to stand and fight The people of color, the poor They are slaughtered by the millions Who pour out of Gaza, freed

Arab children set fire to the prayers Stuck in the cracks of the Wailing Wall They empty out heaven’s postbox And make a ruin of the Holy Land

But it’s not only Jews who suffer greatly Shiites occupy Beirut The land is destroyed like Sodom & Gomorrah And Amalek spills rivers of blood

Israeli bombs fall on Persia And burn Tehran to the ground America commits military perversions And the whole world falls into chaos

The Arab youth in all the countries Make Europe’s streets run blood-red The war comes to Germany, France, England All cities are as dead as Detroit

Humanity will fall into dark times You can already imagine how it will be Muslims and Jews and Christians will battle In a new and bloody generation]