Republica

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.

Homs

A veto against the Syrian people

Al-Arabiya News, 8 February 2012

Do not blame

China and Russia

for the carnage their veto

commands:

the spinning bottle

knows no magnetic north.

When the rain in Spain

was bombs

and Britain stared down

the bottle’s throat

we too chose to sit around

on our hands.

Do not honour the fallen

or their sacrifice;

it’s happening over again

in Homs.

(c) 2012 Slush Poet