09 October 2009

Ishmael

I remember holding my 4-month old son the day the towers came down. "Normal" sought redefinition, which drove me to the source of things. Genesis really does prove to reveal "the beginnings" of a great many things, including the answer to "just how far back is our present geopolitical upheaval rooted?"



Lyrics: Jeff Kreh





Millions of memories
have flown
since your dear daddy said,
my only son,
you must be
the Promised King
to this old dying world.”


Ishmael.
Ishmael.
It's time to come back home.


Millions of memories
have flown
since you dear daddy said,
my beloved son,
you must be
the Father King
to this old dying world.”


Ishmael.
Ishmael.
It's time to come back home.


I sent my only son
your shattered soul to save
and spared you and yours of Abram's blood
of the guilt and the shame


Millions of memories
have flown
since your dear daddy said,
my son, my son
you must leave
so he can be
the only chosen on.”


Ishmael.
Ishmael.
It's time to come back home.
Ishmael.
Ishmael.
It's time 
Woe, Ishmael, come back

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