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the magic rock (Free verse) by nypoet22
..."We are in a conflict between good and evil.
... And America will call evil by its name."
... -George W. Bush
would God's voice whine the electric guitar
or the dyspeptic sputter
of methane rising toxic from the earth?
would He cast a spell of itching insects
that affix their stiff pincers
onto the genitals of passers-by?
Or did someone appropriate His tongue,
flay the back of each valiant
fool who hoped to fight evil in His name?
would this magistrate manage citations
for little pedestrians
who traffic in the desert wilderness,
gate-keep some top floor built above the mass,
his face awry and jagged
perched as a boulder hangs on the cliff's edge?
go, step to that bitter well, take a sip
of the world he wants to show,
where God does not believe in middle-class,
and don't blame Moses for striking his staff
instead of trying to talk
to the snickering mageface of a rock.
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