conjectural navel gazing; jesus in lint form

Blood and Lead

Posted June 12, 2014 @ 11:18am | by Tripp

Freedom, we say, is a
Loaded gun. From Fenimore's
Cooperstown and Daniel's Boonesboro,
To Seattle's oceanside village
and the City of Angels,
we have claimed for ourselves
A land of liberty paid for
In blood and lead.

The decisions of our fathers' fathers
Hang above the mantle piece loaded with
Shotgun shells as we "await His coming
In glory." To follow the Prince of Peace,
May itself be too costly a liberty.
I do not know if I have the strength
To bear the cross of freedom.
But I am clear that I lack the will.

 
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