Wounded And Crushed
Days later, the two divine snoops, Amara and Chuck, found themselves elsewhere within the museum of mass murder, still outside operating hours. The Darkness decided to resume her poetic rebuke of God.
"Behold your suffering servants," the divine rebuker enjoined with a loud voice that only her audience could hear,
"Despised and shunned, all of them!
Deemed plagued, smitten, and afflicted, were they,
But at least they convicted you."
"Admonished, censured, chewed out, chided," she continued,
"Dressed down, reprimanded, reproved, and upbraided,
Be your name and reputation, criticized be you,
Beyond all words of rebuke and reproach!"
"Wounded and crushed were they,
Because of their murderers' sins,
Though the chastisement and bruises they bore
Made others more morally whole and healed," she made an astute comment.
"After their conviction, they became quiet,
For they had not the insight
To realize what you were to them:
Dust and ashes," she jabbed verbally at her divine companion.
While hearing this, the divine listener summoned all his emotional fortitude so as not to snap at that highly personal insult. As he did so, the confidante proceeded further with her incisive speech.
"God is not dead," she offered the coldest of comfort,
"Yet in revenge did I draw you close to death.
Despised by me, shunned by intelligent creations –
That was what befell you."
"You were next to be wounded and crushed,
Because of both our sins.
Thus you bore the chastisement
That reunited Brother and Sister once more," she admitted at last.
The confidant felt compelled to respond.
"What can I say, Sis?" he complimented her, "You concluded that it was not worth it for you and I to simply cease to exist."
"May these suffering servants," concluded the older sister,
"Murdered and destroyed for who they simply were,
Be granted peaceful rest in their afterlives,
And the souls secured for time everlasting."
"I think I've had enough of this trip down memory lane," she suspired.
"You and I should get under the skin of your prospective prophetic soundboard once again," came the witty suggestion.
No disagreement was expressed, and so the Darkness and God took to their respective revelatory forms of storm whirl and fire whirl, then departed the museum of mass murder.
Author's Note: Despite the lack of chanting on Amara's part, her overall speech was inspired by Holocaust theology and the use within of Second Isaiah's "Suffering Servant" allegory (Isaiah 53). The second stanza is a spin on the Mourner's Kaddish, which she and Chuck took part in during the conclusion of the sibling-oriented prayer service they had attended.
Meanwhile, the "dust and ashes" jab was inspired by a modern reinterpretation of Job 42:6: that Job insulted the Divine. The final stanza was inspired by the Holocaust memorial version of the prayer El Maleh Rachamim ("God Full Of Mercy").