Come, my sisters, my brothers, and weep with me....
Weep for our lost daughters
Weep, my sisters, for the unnamed daughter of Jephthah
Jephthah the warrior,
Jephthah anointed by God's spirit,
Jephthah who vowed a vow that must be fulfilled
Jephthah vowed a sacrifice to God
Jephthah gambled away his daughter's life for a battle won
Jephthah vowed a sacrifice to God
Jephthah gambled away his daughter's life for a battle won
Out she came, his unnamed daughter,
Out she came singing, ready to celebrate her father's return,
And his vow turned to dust in his mouth
Weep, my sisters, weep with me
Weep for all the daughters who die, the unnamed girls who perish
Weep for those whose lives are gambled away
By cowardly legislators
By woman-hating rhetoric
By eternal, infernal images of grotesquerie and violence
Weep with me
Let your song turn to dust in your mouth
Let a custom arise in Israel, in Pennsylvania, in Montreal, in Colorado
Let the women and girls
And also the men and the boys
Set aside days in each year
In which they simply
Weep
Weep
Out she came singing, ready to celebrate her father's return,
And his vow turned to dust in his mouth
Weep, my sisters, weep with me
Weep for all the daughters who die, the unnamed girls who perish
Weep for those whose lives are gambled away
By cowardly legislators
By woman-hating rhetoric
By eternal, infernal images of grotesquerie and violence
Weep with me
Let your song turn to dust in your mouth
Let a custom arise in Israel, in Pennsylvania, in Montreal, in Colorado
Let the women and girls
And also the men and the boys
Set aside days in each year
In which they simply
Weep
Weep
from Magdalene's Musings
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