In Lieu Of Death.
Dear God,
In the emptiness and uncertainty of life, you end life
When it pleases the work of your hands, you bring us down to you
Our flesh eaten up by worms and fertilize the earth for our offspring to feed
This is the last of the righteous
Those stowed away into burning fire, for the littlest of crimes
Where is the forgiveness?
Where is the undying love?
Where is the favour you bestowed upon your ilk.
Or is the final arbiter the seizure of breath?
Do we just think evilly on our own accord?
Or it's because we are created in your likeness?
Why is there unevenness in this space below your footstool
Some too opulent
Some too destitute
But you're a God of equity
Or is it just equality?
Why does the good have to take a premature last breath
Is it for your fun and jokes?
Your charade of false eternity
Your angels clad in white and with hearts made of vermilion
Letting the vast vitality of verisimilitude become a hoax
Or the dangers of letting the heart do what it likes and mete dire punishment out at your whims and caprices
What happened to free will!
Is it the whimsical approach to an anger ignited by our ancestors
Or the act of the soigne man who died on the cross
Bring back Michael
His dance, his music did more good than Aaron's stuttering in the wilderness
Bring back Marley
His jungle wail and his love for leaves made us feel better than the wasted locks on Samson's head
Bring back Whitney
Her smile, her voice; more sonorous than Nehemiah's wail for dead salvation
Why bring our heads to Sheol
I countermand Gabriel to appear before my very soul
Tell Moses, his stick changed to a python and Pharaoh had an upper hand
The children of Israel were hacked to death in a foreign land
Tell Noah, his boat sank to the deepest recesses of the Atlantic and the world seized to exist henceforth
Tell Methuselah, he lived for less than a thousand months and he died a young man, poor and filthy
Tell Elijah, Baals fire consumed his sacrifices and he was a victim of an irate mob
Tell Job, he did curse God
He didn't die
God didn't die too
He cursed him again
Tell Jonathan he was a slave to cede his throne to a boy who was only an avaricious king
Tell Uriah, God took David's side and let him fuck his wife
Tell Jonah, he can boycott God by visiting the hangman's noose
Tell God, oh Gabriel!
That we are tired of death
For He is God, for Enoch and Elijah, He changed the rules
Anything in lieu of death.
