Weblogs: Lamentation

Tim Youmans, Anabaptist Monk: Lamentation by Dr. Clyde Fant:
"How like a widow sits the city once so beautiful!
She weeps bitterly in the night, with tears on her cheeks,
Because there is none to comfort her.
She stretched forth her hands, but none came to her;
They heard how she was groaning, but none came unto her.
In her streets the flood bereaves;
In the sodden houses it is like death.
The leaders and elders of the city have fled, but the poor are trapped within her levees."

(Click the post title link to read the whole moving poem.)