Sanctus

Brothers!  Sisters!

Awake!  Arise!

Let the call come no
longer from Westboro,
Let the fist slam no
more on the pulpit!

Brothers!  Sisters!
Awake!  Arise!

Blood pools on the
sidewalks as pundits
pose and the ninety-eight
shake their heads and sigh!

Brothers!  Sisters!
Awake! Arise!

Beneath this habit of
skin and bone,  the foetus
and the corpse breathe all
the ages of the universe!

Brothers!  Sisters!
Awake!  Arise!

Now is Now!
Evolve!

or die.

 

© sdrogers 19 april 2013

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