Ishi Baali

My husband, my lord
I kneel before you, a torment
A sore sight to divine vision
Gomer, with a scarlet A seared across my bosom
A strange woman, rebuffing your integrity
Searching for love, devotion from the worthless
Murderous wild boars set to destroy my pearls
In exchange for immoral ecstacies and delights
Lovers of the flesh,
passions fulfilled for the moment without shame
Yet shameful and sorrowful, I am despair
For I have failed to love, honor and obey
My husband, my lord
I fall before your feet
A sorrowful Mary Magdalene
Pleading for mercy from your mighty hand
Forgive me for my forbidden lusts
My blunt disregard for your eternal statures
You redeemed me from whoredom to royalty
And my thanks was association with swine
My legs opened wide,
filled with the filth of inquity
Clawing away from divinity for temporal putrefaction
Wanting ignorant freedom and meaningless righteousness
My husband, my lord
I cry at your feet
Fearful of your justified punishment
Beseeching you infinite mercy
Forgive me, your wailing daughter of Zion
My husband, my lord
O True God of Israel