Sex, Song and Suffering
People’s lives
Stand on many things
On what survives
And on passing flings
A Jew would say,
With faith and trust
Study, give and pray
without question a must
I don’t disagree
With any of this
Yet it seems to me
We dare not miss
The true reality
Whether we like it or not,
Of another basic three
In their snare we are caught
Sex, suffering and song,
The gist of humanity
If right or if wrong
Outlines of our sanity
Whether young or old,
Just ask Dr. Freud,
To life’s joy we can’t hold,
Without Eros buoyed
Disappointment and pain,
Loss and much sadness,
They come like the rain
So do death, grief and madness
Amidst all life’s story
All the good and the bad,
Strains of grace and of glory
That make the heart glad
Sound of music and song
Made by one or by throng
Spaces empty and aching
Filling souls as they’re breaking
One song to endure
Either popular or obscure
How can God walk away
Without one tune to play?
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