Treasure Island

Patrick Kavanagh

(1904 - 1967 / County Monaghan)

Gospel


We are the children of light,
Wise, not companioned
By goats
In a condemned graveyard.

Backward blowing
Blizzards of memory
Flatten out
The genealogies.

But here a point,
The objective essence
We work in.
We shall not drink from the stink-pots.

Propaganda,
Gospel spread
With tin shovels,
We are this generation.

Submitted: Monday, April 05, 2010

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