A poem in six senses: Part 3
The
circuitous rings of judgment rationalized at the perilous danger of books
Requiring
some, forbidding others and depositing one like a light switch in every
American hotel room
Has
an on and an off built in social acceptance of what is comfortable
So
as not to initiate protest if such pages were replaced with others of white
flying horsemen
In
place of clown-nosed reindeer and levitating wunderkinds
Replicating
fish in an ocean of listeners
While
mother matriculates to become a lawyer and a father an engineer
Or
progeny become marketed social-paychecks to enrage the non-aborted lower middle
Into
a fury over the goblin-snatch trinkets of the impoverished checking out with
stamp-cards
At
grocer’s aisles hording goblets of Coca Cola and stacked bars of Nestle Crunch in
vaults
Paid
for with the tithes of non-deduction un-syphoned to the frocked celibacies
Of
pious pulpits preaching the pain of sacrifice as beatitude to be as a
thorn-adorned sky-camera
Bubbling
crimson from his forehead railroaded so that his feet and hands are bound
To
set flesh to wood erected for the judiciary of Rome and the will of the Talmud
To
make Western embankments of education in lecture hall constituencies of extroversion
So
that classmate watches classmate like prison guards to ward nonconformity
Knowledge
is roped into approved alcoves historic and economic via funding
Where
the tone and conviction of an ascending hand is often the more pertinent
contribution
Than
the discussion panel of why a student has this book verses another
Based
on zip code or longitude and latitude, gulf or desert, snowfall or surf of
Kanagawa
Clawing
spirits lay unrest at an introvert’s audacity to put one's idea before
contemplation
Blasting
notions of impudent egotism in brazen waves rippling context from Pacific
Cross
Atlantic washing the Americas in the currency of humans boarding ships
From
Europe and chained-Africa to affirm the tenacity of the virus against the
convictions
Of
Thomas Jefferson blasphemed as a nation under god aside the bickering cannons
Of
Protestant clans requiring the Canadian Catholics to defend a British Invasion
Sung
by George’s ring let go into an ocean appalled at the infidel in Lennon’s tomb
In
an iconoclastic reliquary as conceptual measure of our pain
To
see land, water, air, and seed as patentable rites of exploitation to fend the
socialist cults
That
would seek to pilfer away a man’s volition to defend his home with bullet in
chamber
If
which turned on his own mind is litigated in both secular and spiritual
dominions
In
respect for a glory-filled life where one fringe extreme sees an envoy into
paradise
By
transforming bone into shrapnel with godly marrow to exterminate the
nonbelievers
Hijacking
a religion on a United flight and imprinting a tale of exception as rule
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