David and Absalom

Absalom! Absalom! My son! My son!
Why did it have to end this way, my boy?
Absalom! Absalom! My son! My son!
Why does this day your father’s heart destroy?
I should have punished Amnon for his crime,
He raped your sister – what did I do?
I ignored her. Kept busy at the time,
Chasing other men’s wives, neglecting you.
You avenged Tamar; you took on my role,
I was too selfish to be king, you thought,
Were you right? I am not my younger soul,
Which faded long before this battle fought.
On this dead cold earth, your life bled undone,
Absalom! Absalom! My son! My son!

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