By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down.
Yes, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
----Psalm 137

Adrift

By the waters of Babylon we wept.
For the deaths of our daughters,
for the impotence of sons,
By the waters of Babylon we wept.
We wept the coal seared lips of the prophets,
the silent harps hanging in trees.

Sitting on the riverbank

Bereft bereft

we wept the very dust of Sion.

In remembrance remembrance
Bereft in remembrance
By the waters of Babylon
We wept.