February 4, 2008

progress

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My friend, Tawd, has posted a great poem over at JesusManifesto. I'm so stoked that he's starting to get his stuff out there that I am posting it here as well:

PROGRESS

Laborers work to the rhythm
of the dirge
of the slow grind of a thousand paychecks.

Bone on bone
percussion.

Blood and grease in every single
joint and hinge of this great
industrialized
machine.

Blood lubricates
every
moving
part.

The machine will not
take no for an answer.
With mechanized
rhetorical
rebuttals.

???Poison the fruit with labor!???
Breathes the serpent.
???Poison labor
with
power!???

Dog dines on dog, and
each brother
will eat
the other.

The lie is consumption.
Yet we are created
for
pure
experience.

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