Act 1
Oh how it groans
Under the feet,
Around, above groans of
Creation, whose Creatures,
Commissioned with its care
To hold and keep in love–
As the Creator made, saw, and named it Good–
Did not do.
What was meant
Men bent
To gold and land lust
Sold souls, bodies
With earth’s exploitation forsaking
Original commission, taking
For self: rape
Sea and soil foundering, and founded
Kingdoms fiefdoms stolen lands huge
Babbling golden towers where words become unmade.
Where those who breathes God’s air
crown themselves, Nebeduchadnezzar like, best biggest adored worshipped golden icon molten lust and steal and steel and grope and grab and revile furthering curse
Beast oppressed.
But.
Act 2
The Man
of promised first fruits
Arrived and died,
laid Lowly
loved Embodied
Meekness mercy
Now with
Future winnowing
Will lay low
The mighty haughty vile blasphemer destroyer of words with antispeech
Boasting massive huge worshipped towering golden to the stars reviling
Whose name
Will be unremembered
When returns the Man
Act 3
When returns the Man
To reign over the destroyers
To reverse the curse
And heal the groaning land,
Answering the stricken rocks,
Answering the weeping waters
Answering the Stolen lands and Sorrowful trees
Answering the Broken mountains and Barren seas
Who mourn, crying out:
HOW long oh Lord?
When will we be released
From the insolent men?
NOW,
Breathes God,
Now
Proclaims God
Now
Louder than the angel heralds God NOW IS OUR TIME
And you will grow rest breathe thrive drink expand upward downward
To the stars and deeps to feed and be fed again on earth
as it is In heaven
As it was meant to be
May it be so-It shall be so-
Be so.