We Sang a Dirge is not a manual on lament, but rather a glance into the lament of its author, Lo Alaman. It is a collection of poems, journeys, prayers, and invitations. He offers no answers here, for only Christ has those to give. Poetry doesn?t seek to share facts, but rather to share an experience. You?ll find no politics or advocations for any government except the kingdom of God within these pages. What you will find is a window into the joy and grief of following Jesus in this skin. We pray these poems are a catalyst that open all sorts of windows (hopefully your own). Biblical lament stems from hope that God has more in mind for His people than the brokenness that they find themselves in. These poems are a window into hope.
“The heart is the size of a fist Vulnerability Is a splayed palm.”
This book of poems is Lo Alaman’s splayed palm offered to us, a vulnerable, intimate, and beautiful look beyond what Lo thinks about the events of 2020 and into what he feels about them. Split into the parts of Leaning In, Lamenting With, Listening To, and Longing For, these poems emotionally yet graciously bring to light issues of racism, apathy within the church, and the true hope from God for his bride and his creation. The best reflection I can give are a few verses that stuck out to me the most here below:
“You can confess your fear Without forfeiting your faith Or offending your Father”
“To want my skin but not my voice is to hunt for pelts Representation without life is a funeral at best Don’t invite me to the table if you don’t care what I want to eat. Or put more simply, Remember who invited you to the table And whose house this is in the first place.”
“The Father is a good Conductor He has staff lines for hands An honest space for us to place all of our notes Whether beautiful or broken I’ve sung many sorrows to Him I’ve been a playlist of emotions I cry out before Him time and time again And each time He listens”
“I asked Where’s the church been in all of this? He said the church is His bride, And this wasn’t the first time that she had been unfaithful And that He has grace for even mistakes such as these”
I bought this book on the recommendation of a friend and am glad I did. It's a small book of 48 poems which appear to have been written during 2020 because of the topical references.
The author states in the preface that he spent a lot of time on the phone / zoom / podcasts talking about hard things pertaining to race. It wasn't until a group asked him how he FELT that he realized he had been trying to offer a more nuanced perspective using facts against facts to hopefully point people toward Jesus. But we weren't getting anywhere "because I was trying to let information do a job that only compassion could do."
I found the poems heartfelt and thoughtful and wrote down lines I particularly liked. A few examples:
"War knows how to end everything except itself It doesn't conclude It simply relocates" from "Post Traumatic Stress"
"We speak of so many funerals Our native tongue has become bilingual We are fluent in both English and eulogy" from "Today We Say Enough"
"For there are no colors on our souls Nothing here but Your fingerprints" from "Prayer Against Racial Divides"
Our church has been discussing racism and diversity and I am going to recommend this book.
Lo's incredible verse pierces the soul. It is at once profoundly beautiful and terrifying. I feel it is impossible to go through this collection without some sort of self reflection. It challenges all notions of faith, politics, and society, all through the lens of God's love. I cannot recommend these poems enough, and I am sure he will become one of the greats.