Thursday, June 14, 2007
Apostasy
O Beloved Country, you have coerced my mangled oath of fealty;
forced my obedience; dictated my fashion; and tugged at the leash
on my neck. O Brutal Hands, that hold that line; whisper treason
with my nighest infraction; demand that I hold my rifle high;
O Unrending Heart, that does not feel my cardboard targets;
O Unhearing Ears, that will never hear otherwise:
This is apostasy to my faith; never to be consoled nor reconciled.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 11:04 am
O Beloved Country, you have coerced my mangled oath of fealty;
forced my obedience; dictated my fashion; and tugged at the leash
on my neck. O Brutal Hands, that hold that line; whisper treason
with my nighest infraction; demand that I hold my rifle high;
O Unrending Heart, that does not feel my cardboard targets;
O Unhearing Ears, that will never hear otherwise:
This is apostasy to my faith; never to be consoled nor reconciled.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 11:04 am
