Unforgivable Assyrian Atrocity

Dedicated to Katy – you little…..pretty…..hurtful….sexy……arrghhhh!

Dedicated to All Time Low, Break Your Little Heart in Two

http://youtu.be/gBha21mv74c

----------------------/Unforgivable Assyrian Atrocity

You, a foreign land despised reprobate and debased denizens

annihilator of my smile, my people:

you eat men’s hearts at routine festivals of high praise

(by grinning and greeting me one day, then ignoring me the next)

disembowel children of enthusiasm and jubilant expectation

(when you are so jocular with the man next to me, stoic when he leaves)

women of romance pregnant with affection for their future betrothed ripped

open at your crazed behest

(when you don’t even deign to look at me when I enter the room)

before your sordid conquest I was comprised of twelve tribes of virtuous character

ten you slew, two remain gone are levity, sympathy and mercy

etc

….an Israelite never forgets deserved wrath

or his razed temple of pride

Should God Almighty propose a truce between us I should run

far away as though I would never ever see or hear you again

folding my arms over my knees and burying my head

in a ship of fate while the other immigrant passengers of aplomb

of diplomacy, of consideration cry to their feeble gods of naiveté prayers

for pretty girls with sour attitudes but I will fall asleep uncaring

I would rather swim into the bowels of a whale of guilt, callousness

calling it my home

than overlook your offense

whether three days or thirty candle or blinding black

- Katy: you sexy Assyrian  

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Jonah 1:1-3

Now the word of the Lord came unto Jonah the son of Amittai, saying, Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it; for their wickedness is come up before me. But Jonah rose up to flee unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord, and went down to Joppa; and he found a ship going to Tarshish: so he paid the fare thereof, and went down into it, to go with them unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord.

---Break Your Little Heart Lyrics

Wide awake, my mistake, so predictable You were fake, I was great, nothing personal I'm walking, who's laughing now? (Who's laughing, who's laughing now?)

I'm wasted, wasting time You talk for hours but you're wasting lines A pretty face but the chase ain't worth the prize

I'm gonna break your little heart Watch you take the fall Laughing all the way to the hospital 'Cause there's nothing surgery can do When I break your little heart in two I'm gonna break your little heart in two

A party queen, cause a scene, so ridiculous Little dress, maybe less, so conspicuous You're falling, who's crashing now? (Who's crashing, who's crashing now?)

I'm wasted, wasting time I'm moving on but you're left behind A pretty face but the chase ain't worth the prize

I'm gonna break your little heart Watch you take the fall Laughing all the way to the hospital 'Cause there's nothing surgery can do

I'm gonna break your little heart Show you to the door Sew yourself shut and now you're begging for more 'Cause there's nothing surgery can do When I break your little heart in two

Don't be so sentimental, no This is love is accidental, so Give it up, this was never meant to be More than a memory for you

I'm gonna break your little heart Watch you take the fall Laughing all the way to the hospital 'Cause there's nothing surgery can do (When I break your little heart in two)

I'm gonna break your little heart Show you to the door Sew yourself shut, now you're begging for more 'Cause there's nothing surgery can do When I break your little heart in two

Eulogizing Hope

 (image courtesy of creationsbycurry.blogspot.com)

* dedicated to anyone facing uncertainty

------/Eulogizing Hope: Joshua's Private Words To Moses After His Death

Moses you are dead but my heart died at the red sea

when the waters were rent my soul stood motionless on the shore

Egypt; mirages in the desert of familiarity, climate, routine

vegetation and fauna

feigning courage in the face of adversity coopting Canaan

the Promised Land as a subterfuge for dulling the pain vortexes

of uncertainty. Projecting strength backwards, wistfulness

for the way things once were, and now can never ever be

can never ever be

can never ever be

 you were my doppelganger  the idealization of healthy coping

the man I should have been but never had the time to become

steadfast, confident, assertive and wise, commanding

God miraculous was a rush of incredulity

forty years across barren lands vacuous moping

at the stars staring blankly, all of a sudden

I was a slave boy an identity solidified

unfit to adapt too afraid to believe

in regeneration and redemption for when suffering

is your sole ethos, you allow it to succor you

sacrosanct

Pharaoh’s voice more valuable than the morning bird’s song

the sound of whips flaying the skin of your neighbor

syncopates the attendant sounds of sunrise…

Moses my anchor, you were the only one who kept me from running away

from myself, recanting this fate for the pyramids, mud and cruelty

I left behind

tears of my mother wailing for liberation my stability

wishing she forgot to spread blood over the door over my house

praying to the angel of death to take my life

rather than take me away from home…

how can I conquer my fear of failure

fear of the unknown, without you here?

(what am I supposed to do now?)

---------Joshua 1:1-7

Now it came to pass after the death of Moses the servant of Jehovah, that Jehovah spake unto Joshua the son of Nun, Moses' minister, saying, Moses my servant is dead; now therefore arise, go over this Jordan, thou, and all this people, unto the land which I do give to them, even to the children of Israel.

Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, to you have I given it, as I spake unto Moses.

From the wilderness, and this Lebanon, even unto the great river, the river Euphrates, all the land of the Hittites, and unto the great sea toward the going down of the sun, shall be your border. There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life. as I was with Moses, so I will be with thee; I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee. Be strong and of good courage; for thou shalt cause this people to inherit the land which I sware unto their fathers to give them. Only be strong and very courageous, to observe to do according to all the law, which Moses my servant commanded thee: turn not from it to the right hand or to the left, that thou mayest have good success whithersoever thou goest

Kim Kardashian, Your Booty Is Nebuchadnezzar Incontestable

-----------------------/Kim Kardashian, Your Booty Is Nebuchadnezzar Incontestable (Jeremiah 39)

Seemingly

safe from the Babylonian siege of illicit masturbatory gratification

(unlike the tawdry Israelites)
 self assured, bolstered by Pharaoh's pride

cut from a different genealogical cloth than Jehoiachin

son of Jehoiakim uprooted, displaced by shame, a base ogler

(salivating over half dressed women)

Kim Kardashian, I am Zedekiah the brave, appointed by king's rule hopeful

of holy, impeccable, irreproachable command

astoundingly and addictively autonomous

I will not entertain or appease the pricking of my conscience

the voice of Jeremiah that warns me away from TMZ, Huffingtonpost

Mediatakeout of Babylon, E! TV, tabloids

prophetic

dissuading these associations for they are soldiers that wont spare

promulgating pictures of you that paralyze men mock their brawn,
corrupt their dreams

rather heeding my advisors

Shephatiah son of Mattan: they are innocuous fun,

Gedaliah son of Pashhur: this is fashion zeitgeist, irresistibly appropriate,

Jehucal son of Shelemiah:

appreciate beauty guilt free, it’s a natural male proclivity

but delusional my defenses flaccid in the face of a stalwart army of passion:

Nergal-Sharezer of Samgar is your hair long and onyx

Nebo-Sarsekim a chief officer is your seductive voice, Nergal-Sharezer your

form fitting dresses on the red carpet scene sitting communally

brazenly insouciant

in the chairs of my middle gate of resolve not to lust

but before you and the enthralling pictures and video of your body

marching

advancing with swords

whittling away my indifference to you (and those hypnotic eyes) 

my determination and obstinacy fled:

I underestimated your sultriness, allure

they left the city at night by way of the king’s garden, through the gate

between the two walls, and headed toward the Arabah:

city of surrender to the flesh

You are Nebuchadnezzar you make my heart flutter spasmodically

your dazzling beauty has slain the very sons of my intention

to think pure thoughts

your derriere is mesmerizing enough to put out my eyes

Kimmy,

I am a slave for you….with that voluptuous physique you can do anything

to me you can

wrest the kingdom of my virtue from me;

powerless to fight back

(the Chosen one has fallen)

(.......endlessly in love with you watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians)

------------------(Jeremiah 39:1-18) In the ninth year of Zedekiah king of Judah, in the tenth month, Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon marched against Jerusalem with his whole army and laid siege to it. And on the ninth day of the fourth month of Zedekiah’s eleventh year, the city wall was broken through. Then all the officials of the king of Babylon came and took seats in the Middle Gate: Nergal-Sharezer of Samgar, Nebo-Sarsekim a chief officer, Nergal-Sharezer a high official and all the other officials of the king of Babylon. When Zedekiah king of Judah and all the soldiers saw them, they fled; they left the city at night by way of the king’s garden, through the gate between the two walls, and headed toward the Arabah. But the Babylonian army pursued them and overtook Zedekiah in the plains of Jericho. They captured him and took him to Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon at Riblah in the land of Hamath, where he pronounced sentence on him. There at Riblah the king of Babylon slaughtered the sons of Zedekiah before his eyes and also killed all the nobles of Judah. Then he put out Zedekiah’s eyes and bound him with bronze shackles to take him to Babylon. The Babylonians set fire to the royal palace and the houses of the people and broke down the walls of Jerusalem. Nebuzaradan commander of the imperial guard carried into exile to Babylon the people who remained in the city, along with those who had gone over to him, and the rest of the people.  But Nebuzaradan the commander of the guard left behind in the land of Judah some of the poor people, who owned nothing; and at that time he gave them vineyards and fields. Now Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon had given these orders about Jeremiah through Nebuzaradan commander of the imperial guard:  “Take him and look after him; don’t harm him but do for him whatever he asks.” So Nebuzaradan the commander of the guard, Nebushazban a chief officer, Nergal-Sharezer a high official and all the other officers of the king of Babylon sent and had Jeremiah taken out of the courtyard of the guard. They turned him over to Gedaliah son of Ahikam, the son of Shaphan, to take him back to his home. So he remained among his own people. While Jeremiah had been confined in the courtyard of the guard, the word of the Lord came to him: “Go and tell Ebed-Melech the Cushite, ‘This is what the Lord Almighty, the God of Israel, says: I am about to fulfill my words against this city through disaster, not prosperity. At that time they will be fulfilled before your eyes. But I will rescue you on that day, declares the Lord; you will not be handed over to those you fear. I will save you; you will not fall by the sword but will escape with your life, because you trust in me, declares the Lord.’”

He Was....

 * Dedicated to Bring Me The Horizon, Suicide Season

--------------------------/He Was…; Eve’s Thoughts as She Discovered and Held Abel (Bathed In Blood)

His face pallid illumined beneath the blood moon crimson in solidarity

the winds now cruel, now arming themselves with swords of chilled lament

shoving trees (leaves rustling violently), flinging beasts screeching marching

between mountains howling dolorously

lakes once placid form high tides hell bent on destruction…anger

(rotting fish on dry land putrid, malodorous)

at life stolen, potential pilfered, a smiling boy taken too soon

 in the morning the habitually bombastic sun refuses to shout

in jubilee, refuses to rise – silent darkness a melancholy meditation

on death

on a life stolen

my son, representative atonement for Adam’s and my tragic mistake

….we were to teach him the righteousness we forfeited  

God’s forgiveness manifested, lifeless

and now all guilt and foreboding of that day of indictment resurfaces, 

resurrects: God accusing and condemning, 

expelling his chosen ones from his favor 

Adam blaming me, my continual tears

when death ushers in life, this is the paradox of the cursed internalizing fault

was it my sour breasts that failed, my afflicted damned womb that infected

when pregnant did I grind my teeth too much in angst 

when macabre dreams haunted;

chased by angels with flaming swords, struck then burning in hell?

did I pass on the sense of hideousness and repugnance I embodied

that drove his brother to slay him?

was this menstrual madness or the sinister slithering effects of a

sacrilegious snake seizing the innocent seducing them to suffer

with thoughts of immortality in the face of sin and harrowing disobedience

Satan, I will never forgive you for this

never ever forgive you

may God redeem this son you have taken from me

may the next one born crush your head

….and extinguish you from all memories

(sobbing)

(He was a fresh new start, an envoy of my desire to make things right)

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And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the Lord. And she again bare his brother Abel. And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of the ground. And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the Lord. And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the Lord had respect unto Abel and to his offering: But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell. And the Lord said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen? If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him. And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him. And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother's keeper? And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; (Genesis 4:1-11)

--------- Suicide Season lyrics

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.

No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes.
No explanations, No f****ing reasons why.
I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor.

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way.
I would climb my way to heaven, and bring him back home again.
Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end.

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
For when he died, he took a part of you.

Death is only a chapter, so lets rip out the pages of yesterday.
Death is only a horizon. And I am ready for my sun to set.

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way.
We would climb our way to heaven, and bring him home again. [X3]

We would do anything to bring him back to you.
We would do anything to end what your going through.
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way.
I would climb my way to heaven, and bring him back home again.

I would do anything to bring him back to you.
Because if you got him back, I would get back the friend that I once knew.