Redemptive love, by Christianity sought.

(Yessah’s reply to Noah)
 
 
Oh, Noah, my love, you’ve mistaken my name
 
I’m Yesus, poor friend of the lame
 
We live in the age of the Ark
 
A rainbow of peoples embracing the dark
 
 
 
Not you, I, it but we, yes-us create life
 
Touchstone comfort dissolving strife
 
Michelangelo’s drawn nexus
 
Europe’s leitmotif. Ich-Du, (Ja Wir). Yesus
 
 
 
A rotten-wrack of empire driven by gain
 
Aye, but think on Me, and remain
 
Forgive their wrong for living’s short
 
Redemptive love, by Christianity sought

Democracy. By capitalism. Bought.

Democracy. By Capitalism. Bought

 

Was Noah awake on the arch of the deep?

To resist Eurocracy’s creep.

Is there yet sanctuary, rest and peace

Where freedom’s un-mortgaged to money’s short lease?

 

For Noah he lived with the lamb and the eagle

The weevil, seagull and beagle

Animals farming island’s ark

A beacon afloat o’er the realm of the shark

 

Oh Noah he nourished the tiger and lamb

The thistle, the dragon and ram

All creatures flowing and glowing

Plurality’s freedom richly bestowing

 

But Noah was courted enticed and cajoled

And we? Thwarted, tax’d and then sold

For Roman potage, now we are told

To kneel to new masters who’ll have us in hold.

 

So now we are Yessah, with bags full-filled thrice

But Liberty’s death is the price

Of Council, Commission and Court.

Democracy. By Capitalism. Bought.