Tread lightly through this pitted field dear friend.
Do not pretend ambivalence to beauty.
Its preservation is your only duty
as you march towards your worthy godless end.
Do not pretend ambivalence to beauty
when holy covenants lie in scattered shards
and idols fuel the bonfires of the communards,
its preservation is your only duty.
When holy covenants lie in scattered shards
shall we dance beneath the stars in burned out kirks
while cardinals wait in line to see their works
and idols fuel the bonfires of the communards?
Tread lightly through this pitted field dear friend:
you march towards a worthy godless end.
Nothing like a well-honed pantoum to brighten the train journey home. I will forgive "shards" on account of the felicitous rhyme with "communards".
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