Posted by Ben Naga
HERALDS OF PEACE
All too frequently feeling
as if, as if to be achieving,
achieving all too little beyond
a preaching to an angelic choir.
Well worn, ancient and repetitive
our words while these apostate demons
our counterpoint – admittedly
– are sadly otherwise occupied.
Yet this is our ground. Our ground!
And so here upon it we stand:
bellowing, howling, yelling,
whispering, weeping …
Whichever seems timely and appropriate.