Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Nimrod's Complaint

I will never seek your face.
For I have tasted, I have seen
the flaming brand that blocks the way.
My choices lay East of Eden.
You will never understand.
Good is evil, evil good.
The rainbow arch, the sight of land
the fools who crouch in fear of God.
The spirit of cousin Cayin
the spirit of mother Chava
live forever in my mind
arbiters of good and evil.
Here is the dwelling place for me:
a steep and strong and mighty tower.
I raise it up for all to see
with stones of clay; my mortar: tar.

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