Wilful Gyp
By
Len Hazell
Pirouette and reeling in the expanding whorl
The sheepdog does not take heed of his shepherd;
Gears strip and crumble; the drive ceases labour;
Meagre chaos is unleashed unto the globe,
A pale sanguine ocean washes every coast
By demersus the Rites of purity are asphyxiated;
The optimal deficient in all faith, as the deplorable
Are replete of fervid zeal.
Assuredly, some disclosure is impending;
Assuredly some Parousia looms large.
Epiphany, Epiphany! Declamation discerped
By a vast apparition from the collective unconscious
It blights my vision: There lost in gritrock of the arid wastes
A leonine chimera, of human aspect,
Its vacant gawp as callous as insolate raze,
Perambulates on tardy feet. Surrounding
Silhouettes of the outraged diurnal Neophron.
Fall about me like false dusk; however forthwith understanding
How two millennia of obdurate sopor
Have been by the crib, incensed to mara ridden sleep,
Of that released vulgar brute, its sentence finally ended,
Shambling, antepartum and nomadic for the Davidic abode?
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.I think I need an encyclopedia and a dialect translator to understand this one Len.
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