22 February 2019

#22 - Fiat Lux


Aurora rises swift across the plains
and forests of a land that's left behind
once sold across the western sea in chains,
she holds that childhood vision in her mind.

And where white men are fighting to control
by whips and laws, by bible, hymn and psalm
all aspects of another person's soul,
the wonders of the classics are her balm.

So Virgil, Horace, Homer, Milton, Pope
bring consolation to a suffering heart
for though the saviour might yet give one hope,
humanity lies at the crux of art.

The Lord is master of all cruelty.
But maybe, maybe, He can set you free.


RJT



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