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We sat and wept
until the trail of tears
wiped away our fears.
Our instruments were kept
away from our hands
until we could stand.
Those who were driving us out
asked us to play them a song
to sooth them for wrong.
Their development of clout
had left them without
music for celebration.
Their administration of law
turned into a claw
for the craven haven
of the graven raven.
It had no art
to cultivate heart.
It only had death
for the chill
from the thrill of the kill.
It made them feel ill.
Their belief that destruction
was the only construction
that governed the element of choice
left them no voice with which to rejoice.
It was all about their devotion
to consumption by gumption
for destruction.
They couldn't function.
Deception led conception
to misperception and the construal
of truth as the fault for the false.
We started singing.
The trail of our tears
had washed out our fears.
They were left in arrears
for liability due to injustice.
It was what they had to pay
that created our tears.
They were dependent
upon our ascent
to transcendent joy
with the best we could do
with what little we knew,
they found they could do
even less.
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1 By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, *
when we remembered you, O Zion.
2 As for our harps, we hung them up *
on the trees in the midst of that land.
3 For those who led us away captive asked us for a song,
and our oppressors called for mirth: *
"Sing us one of the songs of Zion."
4 How shall we sing the Lord's song *
upon an alien soil?
5 If I forget you, O Jerusalem, *
let my right hand forget its skill.
6 Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you, *
if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy.
(7 Remember the day of Jerusalem, O Lord,
against the people of Edom, *
who said, "Down with it! down with it!
even to the ground!"
8 O Daughter of Babylon, doomed to destruction, *
happy the one who pays you back
for what you have done to us!
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