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