Monday, January 18, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
A Very Old Story
It is on the record.
Your God asked you plainly;
with the contempt of man you lied..
From the dirt your brother's blood
confirmed all that you denied.
Away you flew on the palest of steed
that one of four would ride.
Darkness was light and love's light you cursed;
it's mandates defied.
You build dark cities
and then a world
and powered them with pride.
On the corner stone of all you've built,
that stands crumbling from inside,
You have written
"there is no worth on heaven or earth
unless someone's brother has died".
- Keith Hardeman 01/13/10
Your God asked you plainly;
with the contempt of man you lied..
From the dirt your brother's blood
confirmed all that you denied.
Away you flew on the palest of steed
that one of four would ride.
Darkness was light and love's light you cursed;
it's mandates defied.
You build dark cities
and then a world
and powered them with pride.
On the corner stone of all you've built,
that stands crumbling from inside,
You have written
"there is no worth on heaven or earth
unless someone's brother has died".
- Keith Hardeman 01/13/10
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