psalm 137


under the viaducts
by the waters of Uptown
that’s where we sat down
and we remembered Zion

under the viaducts
where we pitched our tents
and our tormentors said
we had the right to die

O my Lord,
how shall we
sing your song
in this foreign land?

– Adam Gottlieb

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