Your eyes are not so enchanting as Betty Davis’ eyes
Your eyes are not so big as the Lake Superior
But a single teardrop of yours
can contain all the stars in the night sky and
ah! they are as beautiful as sum of all the stars
I won’t wipe out your tears so that
when your tears become a sparkling jewel
I will make an earring and hang it on your ears,
I will make a ring and put it on your finger and
I will make a necklace and put in around your neck
How could any diamond be more beautiful than your tears
Your eyes are more captivating than those of any actresses
To me since they are bigger than any lakes
they hold me as well as this whole world
Yeah, I will make you cry to my heart’s content
the most beautiful woman
in the universe,
has punctured my heart.
She escaped from my grip of love and
is hiding behind the Southern Cross
as a goddess.
I am planning to give her
even deeper scar that
she can’t forget.
A sparrow is knocking on my window
she already has the deepest scar
in the universe;
she can’t be with the man she loves.
What a tear-jerking, cheesy stuff!
Love is love though.
Looks like I’ve been living in this world too long…
A voice was heard in Ramah,
sobbing and loud lamentation;
Rachel weeping for her children,
and she would not be consoled,
since they were no more.
Even in six feet under in Ramah
Rachel hears children’s crying
from Genesis to Revelation
The beloved wife of Israel
hears the crying of the children
who were dragged into Babylon
in the distant future
Rachel who never lost her own children but
lost her own life for son Benjamin
hears the crying of babies
killed by the King Herod
in the very far-off future
Rachel is still wailing for
the children who are being sacrificed
because of adults’ greed
for no reason
Since mothers’ heart would crash down
just for slightly sick children,
any consolation would work for mothers
who lost their own children?
So Rachel is still wailing
after many thousand years
Wetting man’s soiled feet with her white tears
Wiping his feet with her brownish streaming long hair
Cutting out the stench of the polluted earth from those feet
Dousing the feet with passionate kiss
Papering the feet with woman’s scent
Pouring the luxury ointment on the feet
Thus making his feet king’s feet
What kind of woman can make this kind of erotic confession of love?
What kind of man can’t take this kind of sensual confession of love?
Any men let alone Messiah can’t forgive any sins of any women?
In this sizzling scene men grumble not because
She is a whore not because
She is a big sinner decorated with quite a few adulteries not because
The man is the Son of God but because
they are hungry males who is jealous of another male
who got extraordinary love which they never get
from the woman as beautiful as a Miss Universe
She is not as beautiful as even a Miss Atlanta
She has money barely enough to buy cheap perfume
She doesn’t have a courage to make a sexy confession of love in public
The look of her sparkling eyes and
her body language are
enough to trigger other males’ jealousy
I don’t envy the Son of God at all