Sadness by Ido Gordon, Bnaya Halperin-Kaddari and friends

Sadness
A musical fable in four parts

A.

Fear and reverence ruled the world
For ages long ago
When fear was young he took her as
His wife and proudly so
With wrath they reigned across the land
On every man and child
Two thousand years and more to come
‘Twas long as it was wild

Reverence lies in our lord’s bed
And in our hearts lives fear
Passing years and subjects’ cries
Have harmed our reverence dear
She weakens ‘till her body fades
And fear can’t help her soul
He turns above - beyond the clouds
With trembling lips he calls:

“Reverence and fear, my dearest dear,
I shed a tear, as skies appear,
they left her here, with none to hear,
the end is near, oh dearest dear.”

Sadness washed our shores
Fear looked at his wife with salty eyes
And sailed his queen in song of spleen


B.

Bleak nights across our sky
Poor days have come and gone
Reverence dear has orphaned us
Our fear now kings alone
His reign weakens, his subjects sore
Our lonely fear shrinks small
“Like all good things I must be paired,
oh kingdom! hear my call:

The father, the sun, the come undone
Our search has now begun
King fear is looking for his peer!”

The people hear but don’t reply
Their dread fills up their chest
We could not find a single guy
And never mind the rest!
But who is he - that slithers slow
Beneath the palace door
It’s mister perish in the flesh!
It’s death that sings in gore

“I’m up for the task! Shall ask for your hand
I am all’s beginning and everyone’s end
Your queen is near, shy of six feet
Come join her round the bend.”


C.

"The song was sweet," said our sweet king
"I've found my heart's desire.
Fear of Death - a perfect match,
Together we'll inspire”
But as he turned to break the news
To end our lover’s hunt
The blessed son came barging in
“Old death you fucking cunt!”

“Your knife against my neck,
Dear god sure didn’t mind
My father led me on
Mother Sarah stayed behind,
You grabbed my heart, with hand and fist
Between your fingers fair
Fear and laughter, what a twist!
A strange and holy pair."


D.

"Ab-ra-ham--don’t-be-such-a-scum”
Fear hummed to himself
Dreaming of marble halls and written clear:
“This is us: Issac, Death and Fear.”

It’s settled then, we’ll share the load
Three kings to rule them all
Fear will ravish on their hearts
Old death will have a ball
And Issac last, but not the least
His laughter will amuse
A subject’s cry, or other’s sigh
There’s nothing more to lose

And so, the king forgave the dead
As Issac blessed his father’s head
And Abraham found some peace above
While Death sang Sarah's song of love

For when sons laugh with joy complete
All heaven's halls ring Hallelujah sweet

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