Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: labor

Renunciation Beckons

Renunciation
beckons the
inward turning
of my soul.

Gathering
time and attention
scattered and
stolen by men.

That both
may once more
be turned
godward.

I have labored
too long
in the kingdom
of men.

Served
in too many
futile
crusades.

I want
no glory
they may
bestow.

No wealth
nor power
that I may
claim.

I seek only
union with god
and the kingdom
within.

Unbearable Status Quo

I write
bad poetry
and dream
of revolution.

While
laboring
for an
unbearable
status quo.

That enslaves
master and
servant alike.

A white collar
enforcer of
systematic
injustice.

I seditiously note
unbearable things
inevitably fall.

They locked my body
in a middle class cage
of unforgivable debts.

But my mind is free
to write bad poetry
and dream of revolution.