His Story Poem by Bryan Riley

Love your mother
the earth!
She's the only one
who's ever truly
loved you, brother,
since your birth

'While others leave or
simply fade away,
if you ask me well
your friend until the
end of time I'll stay'

'Give us your
first-born child'

: The wild-eyed
virgin pleads +
cries, misunderstanding;
asking questions w/
her eyes

History repeats itself,
on much larger scales

Ask no questions

Seek no answers

Ignorance is
far better than
baleful truth

Execution-camp
Junkie
line up for
the slaughter

Who's next?

'Come here, boy.
Watcher lookin' at? '
(to the others-)
'Throw him in
the lions' den'

(scream fades away)