The roads to Zion softly mourn, her women raped beside; within the sanguine city square the dandled infant dies. In streets the ruthless sword unties the husband from his wife; in every house and every home it strips away all life. With fury and with burning wrath the Lord became our foe, to ruin every standing wall and render every woe until the sabbaths come to end, and all the feasts have failed, and law as coward flees away before the whip and flail, and prophet's visions surely cease (their lies the Lord detests), and babies' blood pours gushing out upon their mothers' breasts. The joy of all the endless earth has vanished in the flame. Completion of all beauty's life became a jeering name. A gnawing, biting, hungry void a ruthless need now gives as mothers boil bonny babes that other babes might live, and women eat their children sweet, the ones for whom they care, for none the aching famine leaves, and none the famine spares. On holy temple precin...