Once upon a time lived a man,
Whenever sorrow came knocking
He was first in line
All through his lineage,
They were first in line.
Whenever the sorrow of ages came to town
These were a people who lost their sons
And cried them a river by the tons.
And so the man vowed in his day,
To offer an oblation in that day,
That there be no noise of tears
Or sorrow and beating of chest.
This man stood his ground, he was the first
And sorrow never came around till his last breath.
This man indeed killed sorrow,
And sadness was a thing of the past.
But this brought about a deep darkness
You see, the fates pulled a trick on him
How this played out, you'll get to see
Be careful of your words, it can deceive
But used rightly, you can be healed.
He prayed the gods for no noise in his line
But a coin always has two sides
And his descendants were back to square one
In exchange for the death of sorrow
He sacrificed the joys of tomorrow.
So there was no sadness or no sorrow
But no joy became tomorrow
His lineage were back to square one
Can we say anything really changed?
For what is a life without joy
If sorrow is what it takes to come?
He killed their darkness forever
And gave them rejoicing for never
Indeed, God's sadness will lead to life
And human sadness takes life
And the sorrow of the gods
Will kill afresh each new day
But God is here to save today.
For what is life without some joy?
When those who weep today dance tomorrow
And some even have joy in sorrow!
Imagine the killing the sense of taste
Because bitterness gives distate
How then can one taste sweetness?
O, what a sorry existence..
© el-iyanu 2021
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