Friday, July 2, 2010

WAILS OF THE WRAECCA

PART V: NOW IS FINALLY THE TIME



God is Love

But God knows
Love is not mild


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Left with a heart that perpetually cries
Over all it will never realize
The more I yearn to be free
The more the screws tighten on me


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Well may God despair of ever
Creating human souls--
Due to our Oneness
We reflect God "warts and all"

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Let God have vengeance--

All we have is
The placebo of Grace
The fiction of Mercy

The lie of Love--


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Where when and how
Atonement and forgiveness--
The reconciliation

And which One making
The first move--


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We?--Co-creators?

To what vainglory do
You Lord invite us?

I don't want to create worlds--
I just to be at peace in Yours--


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If things turn out well
It's often not to our satisfaction--

We only think we are making
God's desire our own


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Who am I to breathe
Fire and brimstone?
Maybe I was Jeremiah
Once and still haven't learned--

Those who wish to control the world
Cannot and so--condemn it--


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The world closes this term of sin--
Whole populations dazed with anger
With bitter axes to grind--
Bemoaning all we should have done but didn't
Or wanted to do but couldn't--

Now defeated on a crumbling edge
The world trembles in this apocalyptic clean sweep--
A New Age for sure--but first
God will clean house--and
Now is finally the time


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There is peace
Between those
Who have no business
With each other


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Bedraggled whore
Rouged and lit
Staggers by--
Do not mock

Or some day we'll wind up
In her briefest shorts
Wondering what we did
To deserve this


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Let us hope God shows us mercy
Before we die of the lack of it


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Nothing left to rage at--
No sense to anything--
Kaleidoscopes of matter
Tumble away
Revealing
No sense to anything--
Nothing...


[End of PART V.]


Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milito.

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