By the rivers of Babylon,
There we sat and wept,
As we remembered Zion.
Upon the willows in the midst of it
We hung our harps.
For there our captors demanded of us songs,
And our tormentors mirth, saying,
“Sing to us of the songs of Zion.”
How can we sing the Lord’s song
On alien soil?
If I forget you, Jerusalem,
May my right hand forget its skill.
May my tongue cling to my palate
If I do not remember you,
If I do not bring to mind Jerusalem

thoust individual is an amazing human being, from the lands of northern north dakota in the northern part of the north hemisphere in the north part of the once united states. i would like to bring out the situation of his dismissal from Thuglanta, as he was no longer accepted by the higher melanin community.

WHAT IS IT

Well I care lmao

we dont care

Me so lonely lol