blood let

There are those who suffered

more than Christ, who knew death

would be vain; nailed, or skinned,

the Jew by the Assyrian, which

no noble death can atone.

 

Even now the boy king weeps

in his cell, and all of his fingers

are broken. You know what it is

that makes men mad for the sword,

the rush, of the Arabian horse:

 

a child is beaten, starved; a moth

has its wings torn off – it is

the hatred of this that impels us

like the wind, a Robespierre

to cut off the head.

 

March 2016

5 thoughts on “blood let

  1. great flow, and I like the rhyme which isn’t always predictable. Reading Jim Marrs presently, ‘Rule by Secrecy’ and these subjects and names are following me outside this researcher’s account; intriguing.

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