Missionaries Of The Spirit
Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2004 11:51 am
Missionaries Of The Spirit
I have seen missionaries of the spirit recede into the night
in unspeakable condition, having suffered grievous defeats.
I have severed away friendships and have taken delight
in the fact that I have traveled many stricken, needless streets.
I have heard both dogma and doctrine ruthlessly exposed,
and I have followed so many to the very edge of an abyss.
I have spoke of those violations that I righteous oppose,
that vex our lives with trouble but are difficult to resist.
I have been defiled by the multitudes who sought to assure
my sense of position in a constellation of grotesque pains.
I have used my gifts in a vain, narrow way in order to insure
another man’s fortune, rejoicing in my many ill-gotten gains.
I have sworn to restore every bridge that enables our union
and that speaks to my soul in a profound, lyrical verse.
I have abided so many broken promises and delusions,
justifying every action in the name of a self-inflicted curse.
I have marshaled grandiose visions of life I failed to attain
and have endured a life of punishment as my solemn reward.
I have been haunted by countless loves I was unable to retain,
and an attitude of desperation that I could not soon afford.
I have remained loyal to the image of life of my choosing,
wrecked by circumstance and warped by noxious desires.
I have pursued a score of frantic ends despite soon losing
any and all connection with that life-force that inspires.
I have not kept my own council despite all evidence
that my appetites have been shaped in profane ways.
I have assigned importance to trivia that assumed precedence
over reason, over love’s monumental and empowering gaze.
I have seen missionaries of the spirit recede into the night
in unspeakable condition, having suffered grievous defeats.
I have severed away friendships and have taken delight
in the fact that I have traveled many stricken, needless streets.
I have heard both dogma and doctrine ruthlessly exposed,
and I have followed so many to the very edge of an abyss.
I have spoke of those violations that I righteous oppose,
that vex our lives with trouble but are difficult to resist.
I have been defiled by the multitudes who sought to assure
my sense of position in a constellation of grotesque pains.
I have used my gifts in a vain, narrow way in order to insure
another man’s fortune, rejoicing in my many ill-gotten gains.
I have sworn to restore every bridge that enables our union
and that speaks to my soul in a profound, lyrical verse.
I have abided so many broken promises and delusions,
justifying every action in the name of a self-inflicted curse.
I have marshaled grandiose visions of life I failed to attain
and have endured a life of punishment as my solemn reward.
I have been haunted by countless loves I was unable to retain,
and an attitude of desperation that I could not soon afford.
I have remained loyal to the image of life of my choosing,
wrecked by circumstance and warped by noxious desires.
I have pursued a score of frantic ends despite soon losing
any and all connection with that life-force that inspires.
I have not kept my own council despite all evidence
that my appetites have been shaped in profane ways.
I have assigned importance to trivia that assumed precedence
over reason, over love’s monumental and empowering gaze.