A Solemn Psalm

Need to turn propellers off,
put the sails to flight,
because this boats near out of coal,
and there ain't no land in sight.
Need to dim the lanterns glow,
because the beasts don't like the light,
need to sit a few rounds out,
because I got no will to fight.

I tried. I fell. I thought, and spoke.
Now time will tell. I'm done, and broke.
I really wonder, if there is hope.
If its from us, then I'd say..nope. (ha)

But if there really is a chance,
of living full, of being free,
then once again, I will dance,
my debts released in jubilee.

But for now, all is naught,
the days persist as battles fought
leave us caged in iron wrought,
until the rest of HaShabbat.

Baruch habba bashem Yhwh
Berachnuchem mibbeit Yhwh
Baruch habba bashem Yhwh
Berachnuchem mibbeit Yhwh