Psalm 137 Remix

Your right hand should fall paralyzed of cunning,
Your tongue is cleft across the east and west.
On through oblivion your mind is running
Guns to a schizophrenic in the breast.

Israel, behold Jerusalem forgotten
As you forget the rivers of Babylon
Where harps are now dust and the willows rotten,
Claiming a stranger's land for your Lord's song.

Recall yourself under Edom. Recall blood
Libeled and spilt, the terrorist insurgents
Who in Bar Kokhba's intifada fought,

And the true face of the nation-building god
Who with a scalpel like a Nazi surgeon's
Opened you up and left the heart to rot. 

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