Stone-face
I rise and I saw the bonny plain
Million of flesh empty mouth of tomorrows
Who will eat the bread and drink the wine
Of fair fruit of human fouls;
And plant the seed into hearts of rock
Temple-tomb the living graveyard
Was Juno the bloody gods’ sucks
Priestly-amen hails him the red gate guard,
From whence flame of lust crave of pride
Carpeted they man and woman bigot
Wrote apologies using the crucified
And paint death wearing the bishops’ hot,
Creed they say but lo, damnation-veto
From the pulpit the holy sea droned into.
(Davao City, Philippines 2005)
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