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There was a man in the first book of the Bible The one that we call "Genesis" There was not one mention of his arrival Because his story had little significance The "Harry Pekar" of the ancient times when people lived many years beyond 70 He was 5'7, red hair, black eyes And his favorite fruit was tangerines. He would write songs about the Lord And write poems about women Over the years, his soul has grown cold His scars are sewn up with silk and fine linen He doesn't mind the empty chambers He doesn't fear the silence Because his faith holds him together Through the never ending waves of sadness Set fire to the rain, he'll take it with a smile. He hides all his pain and he does it in style. His name is Kalsapheth, born in early September In the modern day city of Van Nuys One fine summer, he awoke in the field In which he had spent his time toiling away He made his way to the edge of a river And as he drank, he saw a different face A wonderful woman with curly locks Sensitive and kind, bearing strong resemblance To some kind of peace, he had long since lost And now, our hero has found some happiness, In Jehelshebath, God's beautiful child Sometimes colorful, and sometimes mild But all-in-all, she's strong as a vine, Never felt so strong in such a long time, And he's never felt so much in such a short time And he's felt so strongly, he would've had to cry If he wasn't so strong, so he showed his smile, A real smile, no one's ever seen in a while One that can withstand the test of time In moments of sadness, you'll know that he'll be fine Because Kalsapheth has no reason to hide, Through every weather, they stay side-by-side Set fire to the rain, he'll take it with a smile. He understands his pain, it was all worth the while His name was Kalsapheth, till the ripe old age of Seven-hundred and eighty eight. He had 27 children in his youthful days And so many grandchildren, I won't bother to name He had found his peace, and the LORD took him away But his song and peaceful spirit will remain In the words of this poem in a website, on display. Let the scripture itself remain unchanged For Kalsapheth took this saying to his grave. "Let things be, until God brings change" Amen
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