Valentine from the Christ

Valentine from the Christ

 

Moving forward along the trail of blood

Pure hearts brought into life only

for self-satisfied chewing into

subjugation by imperial decree.

Children, our hope and future

eaten raw for no sin but birth.

Moving too quickly,

caught up in gears and

blank-eyed promises.

Heroes cast for face and form,

character a flimsy apparition to

serve action, timed to

perfect hormonal peaks,

tied to product placement,

demographic destiny.

There are promised lands, great vistas,

heaven in every detail.

Clear roadsigns, well articulated maps

abound.  Nothing real need be denied.

A box of chocolates.  A briar crown.

Symbols only create meaning

when the audience engages,

takes to heart the soaring music

and flies on wondrous wings. 

 

(c) February 12, 2008  Laurie Corzett/libramoon