Say Lord
Son, said the Father, Son,
say it Son, say I am King,
say
I stand alone,
alone,
I stand alone on a glory-stoned throne,
say
I see,
see,
I see the magi searching for me,
say
I feel ire,
ire;
the shadows of death lurk
against the raging fire,
say
I love,
love,
love Mary and Joseph,
love all men, all women, all children,
love the world,
I love,
say
I know,
know
of Herods and Caesars
and evil and empires
and so, Son,
say
the night
of seraphs and shepherds,
say
the grace,
say the joy,
say John, say Paul, say Peter,
say it is accomplished.
And mankind shall say,
O mighty Kings of Kings, stand upon
the wind and bear the weight of power,
pouring command from lungs
quivering its huge stalactite.
He has summed it all and said it all
and we stand here
signing our names upon the branching
hands of the tree resting tip-to-tip
and we grow and grow
as clouds glow and assemble.
- The School of Mankind (Considering Ecclesiastes) - April 27, 2022
- Considerations - April 27, 2021
- One last beautiful gift of insanity from the incredible mind of Benjamin Lloyd Plunkett - May 6, 2020
Good job, Ben. Beautiful poetry.
Good stuff Ben!