ON YOM KIPPUR by Daniel Lasar     Torah from Dixie Staff Writer     A sudden hum reverberates in my ears, jolting me from my trance-like contemplation. . . O G-d, I knew I could've, should've; I just didn't have the time but this year will be different. The noise, broken and scattered, pounding and probing, gnaws at my conscience. A poem by Daniel Lasar A sudden hum reverberates in my ears, jolting me from my trance-like contemplation. . . O G-d, I knew I could've, should've; I just didn't have the time but this year will be different. The noise, broken and scattered, pounding and probing, gnaws at my conscience. O G-d, I'm sorry I didn't do better; it wasn't easy, the moment wasn't right, but this year will be different. As though time has stopped, I am transfixed upon the sharp sound tugging at my heart. . . O G-d, I really wanted to, but I was reluctant to deal with what other people would say but this year will be different. The ever-strengthening blast grows longer, louder, resonating to the depths of my soul. . . O G-d, I know I said that last year, but I'll have more resolve;I had a lot of things on my mind but this year will be different. My pulse is racing, my eyes well up with water as the ringing reaches a crescendo. . . O G-d, You who decides who will live and who will die, I've made a lot of mistakes in the past but this year will be different. The rabbi slowly pulls the shofar away from his lips. Another Yom Kippur has passed, and with it another chance Hashem has given us to change, to grow, to be. May this year indeed be different, for all of us. L'shanah haba'ah b'Yerushalayim  --  Next year in Jerusalem! Daniel Lasar, a graduate of Emory Law School in Atlanta, will be attending the Center for Torah Studies at Ohr Somayach Yeshiva in Jerusalem. You are invited to read more Yom Kippur articles. Would you recommend this poem to a friend? Let us know by sending an e-mail to editor@tfdixie.com