A mass for our times
by Tarek Ali Hassan
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Extracts from Mass in C: a dramatic poem taking from the latin text of the mass
Triggered by performances of the Bach mass in B minor and the Mozart mass in C minor.
Performed as a dramatic scene in London set to electronic music by David Cain. I could call it “a mass for our times”. For brevity I have omitted the full text but it is available for performance or for setting to any form of modern music.
And a Happy Christmas to all,
Celebrating the festive season,
The essence of which seems to obstinately elude the decision makers in an increasingly violent World.
A Quote from Ghandi:
“There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.”
IN THE BEGINNING...
THERE WAS NOTHING...
there was everything
in pure energy
enormous energy falling from grace,
losing balance, energy became matter
in a great fall into implosion explosion and the big bang
a universe is born
and life was born
in defiance of the laws of physics
Generating energy to defy the laws of physics continuously or die
..and a miracle consciousness burst on the scene
..and was named man and woman ..
not angel, not devil, not programmed insect in bliss
not machine not even unpredictable restless atom ..
... MAN ..
lawless unpredictable restless cursed, blessed man
...and he knew
...and was afraid
he knew ... half truths and believed them to be immutable
the mountains are mountains are mountains are mountains
then the mountains are NOT mountains
then the mountains are mountains are mountains mountains mountains
he knew and was afraid and accursed...
and he always got stuck on the road half way, with half truths
.....and was more afraid
locked in an eternal circuit:
from panicto manufactured peace to panic
GREATER THAN THE LAWS OF NATURE NURTURE GENETICS AND PHYSICS
WEAKER THAN THE ANT
Man's is the eye that maketh and has made
and man is bewildered, MISINFORMED, abused, vulnerable, afraid
Signor per pieta di nosotros
lost is the knowledge of the non-defiant nature of defiance
lost is the knowledge of innocence
of the injustice of the expulsion from heaven
Sophocles said: “it was better for man had he not been born”
stay in heaven stay in heaven dwell in heaven forever insulated protected unborn
What is vision's weight?
what awful price?
t'is in the eyes that see
the tortured gaze
seething for more to see..
Lord have mercy upon us
Glory be to God on high
.....and the child cried and sang
I AM LIFE BETRAY ME NOT!
I -everywhere- am God's message and messanger
but the men divided from nature stifled the music with ever
higher sounds: GLORIA GLORIA GLORIA
Glory be to God on high,
and in earth peace
good will towards men
......and there was not peace
.....and men of good will were slaughtered
on blood bespattered altars
......and the child cried
but we sang...........of GLORY
.....and we sang of peace
we have been divided against ourselves irreparably
da da dum dudududududuududududududududududududududud
there is an enemy lurking out there
THE ENEMY IS OUT THERE
THE ENEMY THE ENEMY IN HERE
THE ENEMY AT THE DOOR
THE ENEMY ON THE ROOF
THE ENEMY UNDER THE FLOOR
the enemy manufactured and re-manufactured incessantly
....and two more men slayed each other
....and as they died
embraced one another and kissed
Wilfred Owen wrote before he was shot:
“I am the enemy you killed my friend
“Now men will go content with what we spoiled,
Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.”
I am the enemy you killed my friend!
THE ENEMY THE ENEMY THE ENEMY OUT THERE !
THE ENEMY IS OUT THERE ! THE ENEMY IS IN HERE! THE ENEMY IS AT THE DOOR
the child cried....
the child died.....
ALL THIS BLOOD?
the distracted adult was born instead suitably blind to Ghandi, Osiris and Mozart
Blind to Mohammed and Jesus
fight HERO! fight and destroy the enemy out there!
Lord! We give thanks to thee for thy great glory
....we sang of glory and of peace
....our tongues bleed
Lord have mercy upon us GIVE US GRACE
THE CHILD IS DYING OR IS DEAD
WOMAN MAN AND CHILD ARE DYING OR ARE DEAD
NATURE IS Dying or is DEAD
THE CHILD …
Lord! Ford! We give thanks to thee for thy great glory
..and turned away
Father we've turned away the devil GIVE US PEACE
Father our tongues bleed
Father have mercy upon us GIVE US GRACE
O Lord God
domine fili unigenite
altissime domine Deus
and we killed the son for the father
Lord have mercy upon us we are afraid
LORD HAVE MERCY UPON US GIVE US GRACE
Qui tollis peccata mundi miserere nobis
Lord receive our prayers
DO NOT LIVE
Lord have mercy upon us
DO NOT LIVE
Lord relieve us of our sins
DO NOT LIVE
Lord give us PEACE
DO NOT LIVE WE WANT GRACE
like the angels
Qui sedes ad dextram patris miserere nobis
Lord we want you safe and dead..
..for our comfort..HAVE MERCY UPON US
...DIE please..and be WORSHIPPED AND BLESSED..
For thou only art holy
thou only art the Lord
thou only art most high
..and the knife of fear killed the son again..
and in his death he was worshipped above all things
and was reborn
..and begged his worshippers for a kiss..
..and they closed the door
for it was a day of worship
and they wished to celebrate and pray..
...and he died again
and without hate
Quoniam tu solus sanctus
tu solus altissimus
..........and they worshipped..
Cum sancto spiritu in gloria Dei patris
.......and they worshipped
...and he died
Dona Nobis pacem
(there is no way to peace, PEACE IS THE WAY “Ghandi”)
that which makes the seed flower
that which makes the sperm struggle
that which makes GROW..
help us come to you
help us love you
and the sperm said
and the flower...
let no man kill another
for in the other he kills part of himself
give us the courage not to kill..
give us the courage not to NEED to kill..
give us the ingenuity to surmount the need to kill
give us the courage to BE YOU
and to neutralise and disempower the life-haters and the dead
....and give us peace.........
GIVE US PEACE
...give us peace that is the love of all things
..give us peace that is the love of all things known and unknown
not the peace which is the nothingness of the literal law
....give us the whiteness that is the harmony of all colors
not the whiteness that is the rejection of all colors
..and let the whiteness of nothingness meet the whiteness of
all things...in a gentle kiss..
......and give us peace.....
..........FOR IN THE END.....
THERE IS NOTHING .....AND EVERYTHING.....
while the world of men grows larger and safer for the children to love and play and grow and sing!
Lead us to non-violence and
GIVE US PEACE
Mozart and Osiris
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|Reviewed by Eddie Thompson
|loved that ending, especially...well-crafted, thoughful presentation....thanks for posting it.|
|Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
|A masterpiece that left me in awe. It left me recalling my days in Catholic school when we would go to mass and sing all the Glorias and
Kyrie Eleison . and yet it was so much more than that. Like a great painting. A masterpiece in a gallery in France. Lovely work. clap clap clap...floria
|Reviewed by Vesna Vanessa
|Tarek..this is magnificent!!!...Glorious! Wondrous!
YOU..a Master Poet at work..what a blessing to have you here ..ty!!
|Reviewed by Jeff Mason
|Incredibly and indescribably beautiful and moving! Poetry itself longs to BE what you have written. For it is written, "The breath of God shall fall upon a poet; and that poet's words shall shake the very foundations of the Earth." That poet is named Tarek Ali Hassan.|
|Reviewed by Tarek Hassan
|to you "all the lovely people", words fail me as I do not know how to respond to your wonderful reviews all of them poetry in their own right. I feel surrounded with your love and warmth. Getting into the festive season I want to transmit to you dear dear friends all the best wishes for health happiness and creativity and eagerly wait to follow, enjoy and learn from the creative richness you produce.
With all my love,
Tarek Ali Hassan
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|So powerful and inspiring, thank you for sharing this.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Deeply powerful and soul-strirring. Thank you for this offering. Love and peace, Regis.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|a powerful masterpiece ... extremely well written ... thought-provoking motif ...|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Bravo! Tarak, I'm astonished and can hardly comment! This outstanding work of art arouses every emotion stirs the imagination and excites all the senses. Thank you for sharing it with us!I'm saving it to read again slowly, so I can savor each word!|
|Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
|Tarek....this is a masterpiece my friend....your wisdom and compassion is as infinite as the God my dear friend....this goes into my library now....thanks for sharing this gem of a write with all of us here....cheers....love n luck.....BHUWAN|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|"A mass for our times", - a dramatic poem written in a form from fifty-five centuries before Gaius Julius Caesar, analyzing the anxiety of today’s society of slavery and mercenary warriors.
This work reflects most of today's claims for peace and salvation, which can’t be accomplished because of the theocratic states under the pay-off of the engineers of slavery and war that dominate sixty-five percent of the world population directly, and the remaining thirty-five percent is controlled by them through their associates, named as “benighted nations” by the Five Lords Manufacturers of Weapons of mass destruction.
“A mass for our times” brings nourishment for the inner soul and feeds the mind of those seeking Justice, for it arrows the way to the gates of reality.
Although this ancient-modern style has a soft voice that penetrates the senses like the scent of sandalwood, one will require at least two readings of it in order to enable the conscious mind to conclude or develop thoughts on the subjects dealt throughout the entire lines of this masterpiece.
I have enjoyed this reading of “A mass for our times”, and thank You for sharing this magnificent piece of poetical work.
Please, allow me to explain that my referring to “A mass for our times” as “ANCIENT-MODERN” meant to say that we call this modern poetry, but it
has been this way for over seventy-eight centuries.
Thank You, honorable Poet, Musician and Physician Tarek Ali Hassan.
Healthy Creative and Productive Life.
May You enjoy a Memorable Season.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU,
Apprentice-poet by the Grace of The Great Poet.