Lucy, 1, 2, 3, 4:

Lucy won a soul from God
North Koreans? Nuke the lot
Thou shalt not kill
Of course not. Still…
What’s blood for if not to spill?

Lucy too would kill her son
If God said “Here, take this gun…”
“And put a bullet in his head… “
“I’d love to see you shoot him dead.”

Lucy, free to not to be
To take her life
To be God’s wife
To do what Jesus tells her to
God kills people
Lucy too

Lucy four?
What’s Lucy for?
She takes the peace
By waging war
Her portrait’s safe
Behind the door
Our gray wildchild
Of Christian lore

[Posted on November 28, 2009, Tom Delargy]

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One Response to Lucy, 1, 2, 3, 4:

  1. TomDelargy says:

    Reblogged this on WORKERS UNITED and commented:

    National Poetry Day? #NationalPoetryDay

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