**(See the note at the bottom of poem please)
I deferred entropy yesterday,
with jaundiced yellow summer thoughts
that lingered in mid-air above
my head…then rose on winds…
Seraphim speaking at heavens brass
and brazen, silent skies yet become
broken by my desperate thoughts
and yet to become wild throat-shatt’ring cries!I was silent with them until they
were just not silent with me! Nay!
They called out to Isaiah, Ancient
Mariner sailing seas of grief
and beauty in the winds of time
“O that You would tear open the heavens
and come down, that the mountains
would quake at Your presence!”
And then time halted, entropy
deferred to my voice ignited in
screams for the speechless
in songs for the weary
in shrieks for the despairing
How FUCKING Long oh LORD!
WHEN Will You SHATTER Brass?
Tear OPEN Silent Faded Blue Skies
and COME DOWN AGAIN and
LAY WASTE TO INJUSTICE
and harsh LACK OF MERCY!!
slavery still happening
right here in River City
looking up in Kansas City
poverty and addiction
meet me in St Louis
racism and genocide
above the fruited plains
all ignored while we obsess
over Facebook Fights and Twitter twatfests,
both garbage and cheap gossip dished,
in equal measure slung and sung
to show tunes and to shanties and
to soft-shoe shuffles
How long, O Lord!
When will our
quake in Your Majesty?
And yet how shall I voice my cry
so bloody and alone? With deeds
just like some pile o crap, some smelly
filthy rag? With prideful blood-hoard
boasting buried in a pirate’s chest
so goddam deep?And my heart faded like a leaf
and blew away like dried up failure
in the scheming eyeless winds…
And my vain colors oh so bright
and oh so pretty, my heart faded
in the face of all
the unjust things we do,
the things we are,
our inconsistencies and
our postmodern so ironic
ways so petty and deliberate,
so destructive and so cruel!We stand before God today
even though entropy deferred yesterday
we stand before God as Their Potter’s clay
the urgency of the present moment,
shaped not by nostalgia for what once was,
but remembrance for who God was,
and is, and ever will be.
that fierce urgency of the now
within a world in need
not of more pointing fingers
and dividing speeches, but of
people willing to rise up
and work as if we now already
are God’s people willing
I deferred entropy yesterday
**Note to the reader: italicized words are meant to be heard in your mind to the show-tune they are from…
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If this were read aloud, the reader would sing those phrases,
voice dripping sarcasm and anger.
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