The Pure Lyric, Undefiled: Not Subject To Psychological Profiling Or Social Reformation Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

all words spoken on behalf of the
Revolution (any Revolution)
are suspect;

all words spoken against the
Revolution (any Revolution)
are suspect;

but most suspect of all by
those on either side of the Question

are the singing irrelevant words
spoken out of context to any
Body Politic at all,

the singing singing words
of the obscured Ideal the refugees
of Beauty undefiled the diaspora

of the Good and the True faithful to
God in His original intent the lovely
lovely words with no agenda like

angels sent at perfect liberty from any mind-numbing
unified field of we're all in this together
socialized psa-fractured fractured...

crystal are the words I'm speaking of,
pure crystal shining from God in his
original intent soul words quenching the

soul's thirst in this programmable desert
who would want to ever walk through to any promised land
acknowledging

how dare they? sheer poetry you still exist!
the pure existence of the rose, the star the
branching lilac night, the single dew-drop
in the musical note of the nightingale the

nightingale the nightingale

mary angela douglas 7 april 2010