Christmas Psalm

Musik: Something In The Way - Nirvana
Kleiden: Purple top, tights and grey skirt
Filme: Tron (Kosinski)
Buchen: The Bible

As you've probably noticed I've been reading the Bible a lot recently. I'm particularly struck with Psalm's 22 and 23, having studied them at hall group. Something about them resonates with me. I was attempting to write seasonal poetry, so have come up with a bizzare mix of those two poems. I'm a fan of intertextuality, however.

It’s a communal gathering of discontent;
The winter of it, in fact.
That’s what I meant.
Everyone makes a pact
To be cheerful, jolly, fat.
I shall not want,
I shall demand at the font;
Demand; why hast thou forsaken me?
‘Tis the season of need, you see!
Why art thou so far from helping me?
This pact is false;
Nothing changes from any other time of year!
I still have my pulse;
But I do not want it, I fear.
My God, I pray thee Lord!
He is not with me in this season of cheer
‘Tis only fear, only fear.
Trouble is near, and there are none to help me.
I am alone, alone, alone
I have no home.
The season of jovial greetings,
Lights, gaudy lights
And mistletoe meetings.
Meaningless now
Because thou hast forsaken me.
Thou hast forsaken me.