O God, my God, why have I forsaken you?
Far away from blissfulness are my entertainments!
O Most High, I cry for days and you will not listen!
I roar beyond moonlight, waxing and waning
Yet, still, my addictions tarry
Do you dwell in foolish ones—in their praise?
Our father hoped in you, and was not blissful
Toward you he cried and was heard
He was heard, and was still put to shame
And I—I, too, am a dumb animal
A beast of the field and vagabond
I aspire to carry the torch of our heritage
Yet all those who view my profile deride me
They mute my feed
They snope each fact and report missing context
“This guy needs help.”
“He denies Science.”
“Let his god save him, because he can’t be reasoned with.”
Because you are the one who graced me with instruction
You are the one who infused me with theories of conspiration
Upon you my work ethic was baptized
Out of your bride my spirit of laissez fair was birthed
Please do not draw near to me, because I have no profit to offer
They troll my accounts like flies—hundreds of them
Like GM Mosquitoes, they prevent offspring from surviving
I was shut up like a mason jar
Poured out like the cold residuum of a french press
My soul is pierced
My cells, poisoned
All hope, lost
I laid this corpse of yours down into dust
To watch more television
To stream more social media
To remain relevant and informed
Until our final judgment
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