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SLEEPING SOULS IN THE DIVINE HOUSE
SLEEPING SOULS IN THE DIVINE HOUSE
Be honest with me and tell me how many dead hours
You spend asleep while your government issues out
Death tolls at your behest as if you signed up for it.
We do not allow ourselves the time to weep over old
Grain since new crops are harvested for cannon fodder.
We hitch our plow to the black horse of death every time.
Not a sparrow falls without the consent of the divine and
It only requires a small amount of well chosen grain to
Do its soaring. Our war jets require tons of our grain.
Who have we tacitly killed while sleeping as sons of
Forgetfulness; we eat the flesh of those who died screaming;
In our dark inn we lay on pillows covering opened knives.
Yes, we live in the divine house but only to sleep; this
Is our excuse for if we are sleeping then it is only a dream;
To be awake in the divine house would make it seem real.
Perhaps when we were created during the second creation
God left all this darkness inside us. There is not enough
Guilt inside us to account for all of this dark matter.
We are surprised when a sun supernovas; it is almost as
If it is overcome by the darkness of our unconscious sin.
Sleeping in the divine house has its drawbacks.
