My Psalm of Lament

I am me and so are you
Read this now to doubt it's true
I'll affirm you've understood
I am gone, god said should
Regardless, gone, some how I know
I am belief below proof's no show

Myself I work at nothing
Daydream an Impossible Dream
Entirely fostering nothing
And loving everything
With heart, mind and soul
Serving God and King
To find when I am gone
Emmanuel finding me
Serving all the world
To solely acknowledge me
And, once I'm gone
Like Jerusalem's King
Lion Heart last to partly fall off
Predictably amaising
Pass the twenty-four
This is an end
Without further I do
Warily unaware
Love all conjugations
Including face with book
To one day, find-- - a - parent

Psalm 137
By the rivers of Babylon
We sat and wept
When we remembered Zion
There on the poplars
We hung our harps
For there our captors
Asked us for songs
Our tormentors demanded songs of joy
They said "Sing us one of the songs of Zion"

How can we sing the songs of the Lord
While in a foreign land
If I forget you, O Jerusalem
May my right hand forget its skill
May my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth
If I do not remember you

Have I not considered Jerusalem my highest joy
Remember O Lord, what the Edomites did
On the day Jerusalem fell
"Tear it down" they cried
"Tear it down to its foundations"

O daughter of Babylon, doomed to its destruction
Happy is he who repays you, for what you have done to us
He who seizes your infants
And dashes them against the rocks


December 7th, 2008  --  audio recording : December 21st, 2008, 8:00am