For Shame and HonorA Poem by Jason JoinerDead men all naked Lying sleepily Like statues in the dark Carved from craven stone No life breathed well Into their bones And turning with might Into motion and life No man No more Shall e’er inherit the earth So long as convinced men stay Of death’s dominion Yet hope burns through Like a feeble flame Precariously lit in wind and rain For those whose hearts beat with blood For those who’s burning and raging Cursing and biting anger Leads them to toil in faith Good faith That they work not alone That more and more Shall men awaken To find their bindings oppressive To begin at pulling and tearing Breaking of their bones and spilling of their blood To break free until again free They shall be When the light of man Glows bright in night And the shadows long stretch Until in glorious light they flee And all those lying naked Shall be revived in shame That they left their sons to the teeth of hell While in weakness they chose their sleep
© 2018 Jason Joiner
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