POEM: Until Hell Frees Us

Be very frayed
From know where
Deep in the recesses
Of kindergarten bullying
Capital vocations
And martial lawlessness
rapped up in won’s highest I deal
Those unspeakable prophets
In security
Detained indefinitely
Until frees us
Ever more reckoning
The other
Who like
A mirror reflection
Knot of won self
But a puerile of grate
Selling all
Having bought it
With bigger barns
Taking easy

This is my third published poem in a row on the theme of .  You might say that I’m on a role in combating fearmongering and conveniently overlooked for vicious cycles of plaguing our whirled.  War: What Are We Frayed of? ANTI-WAR BUTTONThe of is the bedrock upon which is built.  Of coarse, the jailbirds sing oft-repeated jingles of in-group unmistakable righteousness and the presumptively incomprehensible descending upon their already worrisome is the only effective tool to fuel such jingoism and blind to longstanding systems of that conveniently turn into just us.  That such can swirl in a sea of is the fundamental disconnect that makes chronic passable.  Pointing out profound and hyperbolic fears is heretical to the of .  Not surprisingly, the of , Nike, is well characterized by the slogan, “Just do it!” which has a singular ring to rule all idioms.  The inescapable of the permanent on , with begetting begetting , based on the damnable of , can only end with the When frees us.” As Dante, in Inferno, signaled in his sign at the entrance of , “Abandon all , you who enter here.”  How can we free ourselves from this parent of that infantilizes our development, and stultifies of into spawn of the devil?  How burden some is at the crux of this issue.  What must we ?  What must we cede?  What must we feed?

Bringing about peace and to the whirled is formidable that takes a lot of to cede itself and seed itself.  In the mean , there is a need to endure sum , as an existing with its own inertia.  This brakes the cycle of violence.  As well, we need to address the causes and grievances powering violence and dis-empowering .  This is required to prevent violence from seeding itself, and to feed alternatives.  This breaks the cycle of violence.  This is not easy.

That violence can save us is as owed as and itself.  The myth of redemptive violence is deep-seated in human and culture.  Walter Wink put it best: “The myth of redemptive violence is the simplest, laziest, most exciting, uncomplicated, irrational, and primitive depiction of evil the world has even known.”

This poem ends with a tip of the hat to two of ’ parables.  First, the parable of the fool (Luke 12:13-21) who has so much that he tears down his barns to build even bigger barns, only to have his “eat, drink, and be merry” on earth end precipitously.  Next, the parable of the hidden treasure, a pearl of great value, for which we will trade all we possess for it (Mathew 13:44-45).  That pearl of great price is peace.  May each of us be barnstormers for peace, not barn-storers fore violence.

Our lives can begin the long weigh to peace when we get beyond the myth of redemptive violence.  May we each critically examine our own and personal hurts that prompt us to take the low road of violence.  May we each meditate and daily on the things that make for peace and a whole, new world.

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