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America, who was most beloved of nations! See how she is cast down,
and rends her garments at the faithlessness of her usurpers!


Boys in uniform, her precious children, sent to kill and die in lands
far from home; who will teach them the way, show them the reflection
in the stranger's eye, instruct them in the language of Brotherhood?
Where is her mercy, her love? Twisted, perverted, made to serve that
hideous beast, Mammon.


Children perish in her streets, starving, orphaned, alone -- where is
her bounty, her endless love and generosity? Plundered, attacked,
destroyed by the usurper and his minions.


Death have they sown, and death shall they reap; see how she weeps at
their abuse of her companions, so that none dare come to her aid.


Electrodes and boxes, forever denying their kinship with the Other;
she weeps as her flesh is stained by this, her depraved guardian's
barbarity.


Faithless pretender! Hypocrite! Mouthing his prayers as he mocks the
Law, serving none but himself and that great Beast, the Deceiver and
False Prophet!


Greatness is in her soul, her eyes still a shining beacon to the
nations. Her fidelity is of legend; her friendship a glorious gift.
But she is despised by those most sworn to protect her, and is undone.


Heaven knows the hearts of those who transgress; nor shall they escape
punishment. Things unseen will be seen; deeds done in the darkness
shall be revealed in the light.


Israel, O Israel! Hearken to the words of the Lord your God: "THOU
SHALT NOT KILL!" The Law is the Law, and God is God!


Jerusalem, your children are suffering! Put away your swords; no more
children made motherless, fatherless, lifeless! Listen to their cries
and hear the voice of God!


Killing in the name of God is not righteousness; it is blasphemy! She
hears the lamentations of the widows, the orphans, the maimed, the
dying, and the sound will not leave her ears.


Love shines in her eyes; but he has forgotten her love, and goes to
make the war plans. She weeps to be broken and abused so, abandoned,
rebuffed.


Mammon rules him, and cruelty, revenge and dark thoughts of
slaughter. Her love is as nothing to him, beside his dreams of glory and
power.


None dare to resist the transgressions of wicked men, even as they
take more tribute, and fill their coffers with the blood of children.
None dare assist her, alone, her virtue vanquished and her skirts
torn. Where are her friends now?


O friends of America! Arise, resist! Deliver her from the clutches of
this Beast and his ministers! Show her your love, your fidelity,
your steadfastness! Bring her children home and care for them. Obey the
Law of the Lord your God!


Peace is denied her; her armies are broken, one by one, and her
children lament. Strife and murder mark her days; her nights are
filled with sorrow.


Quick is the poison he feeds her; he takes her blood and her treasure
and feeds her on his lies. She looks in vain for aid; her faithful
companions have deserted her, and she is surrounded by enemies.


Remember the widow, the orphan, the stranger: these you are commanded
to protect. Hear the shouts and cries of the prisoners; their
warnings are for you.


She calls out to the nations: "Help me! Deliver me before I am driven
mad by sorrow!" But their hearts are hardened; they see his actions
and call them hers. And thus he defeats her a little more each day,
the poison doing its deadly, corrosive work.


The usurper dares speak the name of the the Lord your God, but he
knows nothing, obeys nothing, believes nothing. He dismisses the Law,
sends this holy land's sons to do senseless murder, and is deaf to
their cries upon their return, beaten and battered and maimed.


Unite, and obey the Lord your God! Be not deceived by these
hypocrites, charlatans, deceivers! Obey the Law, love one another,
care for the old, the infirm, the stranger, the lost. Show your
reverence to the Lord your God in how you treat all souls.


Vision is given to him who will see; the Lord delights not in
cruelty, in mayhem, in destruction. Build your groves, care for
your flocks, look to each other and to your Lord for help and
comfort. Save this precious land from division and destruction;
embrace your neighbour as one of your own kin.


Weep for the children, of all the tribes, a thousand lives
betrayed for false piety and pride. Return, America, away
from endless war. Your children need you; they are crying and hungry.


Xenos, the stranger. Remember the Law: protect the stranger.
He is far from home and helpless; the Lord your God entrusts his
safety to you.


You are indeed His beloved children; return to the fold now,
and care for your holy land, for she is bleeding, wounded by the
usurper's poisoned dagger. The time for playing with toy swords
is past. Leave vengeance to Him who has claimed it; keep the fields
and tend to the dying.


Zealotry in obedience is full of wonders: the stranger is your
brother. You are, as Cain was, your brother's keeper.
The Lord your God has commanded you: Thou shalt not kill.

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 01:45 pm (UTC)
fufaraw: mist drift upslope (written word)
From: [personal profile] fufaraw
Karl, did you write this? It's awe inspiring.

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] karlht.livejournal.com
I wrote the first half of it this spring. Last night seemed a good time to finish it. I can't do physical violence, but the anger has to go somewhere.

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 04:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] debg.livejournal.com
You tell 'em, sweetie. My own disbelief in god has zero effect on the writerly delight I take in OT blood and thunder poetry.

It's a seriously ass-kicking piece.

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 04:23 pm (UTC)
cofax7: climbing on an abbey wall  (Default)
From: [personal profile] cofax7
Wow, Karl.

Leave vengeance to Him who has claimed it; keep the fields
and tend to the dying.


::weeps::

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 04:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] qowf.livejournal.com
Got here through [livejournal.com profile] suelac. Can I link to this?

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 04:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] karlht.livejournal.com
I'd be honoured.

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 05:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yhlee.livejournal.com
Seconded. Great use of language. *bows*

Whoa

Date: 2004-11-04 06:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hackerguitar.livejournal.com
Karl, that needs to be published. Man. Whoa. I'm sweating...that's phenomenal. It takes the battle to the evangelicals on their own ground.

-mh (beth's matt)

Re: Whoa

Date: 2004-11-04 09:27 pm (UTC)
cofax7: climbing on an abbey wall  (Default)
From: [personal profile] cofax7
Matt's right, that does need to be published more broadly.

(And hey, Matt! ::waves::)

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-04 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elenabtvs.livejournal.com
That's beautiful and powerful, Karl.

I can imagine someone standing on a stone, their voice ringing through the air. I can imagine an army laying down their weapons.

I didn't realise you had an LJ! Friending you now, my friend.

DAYUMN!

Date: 2004-11-05 09:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miracleman.livejournal.com
That's all I gotta say. Dayumn Boy-ee!!

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-05 12:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sythyry.livejournal.com
Well-done!

(no subject)

Date: 2004-11-06 10:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chicating.livejournal.com
I look forward to the opportunity to...indulge you. But there is no indulgence required here.

still blows my mind...

Date: 2022-11-19 01:07 am (UTC)
chicating: most recent pic of me (more recent chica)
From: [personal profile] chicating
darling.

Re: still blows my mind...

Date: 2022-11-22 06:32 pm (UTC)
chicating: I have a new dragon (Default)
From: [personal profile] chicating
Ok, now, define "doing good", love.
Now, do we both think it would be a kinder, safer, smarter, and saner world if, somehow, you got some Decision Maker's attention and they said "Yes, all this warmongering and senseless growth, and planet destruction is a. Pretty stupid and 2. Not at all what I wanted to be when I grew up." Yes...hell yes, maybe even fuck, yes, right?
And as far as we both know, that didn't happen. Which sucks.(and not only because you are not a VIP that I send, well, mash notes, to. So as far as I know, my bitchy Guidance counselor was right and I haven't made much of myself. But I did find out later she had me mixed up with another chick in a mobility device who probably could have been wrangling 1s and 0s with you lot, and definitely should have kicked my ass in math. If she were getting my scores, that might well have been a crisis, but for the "Different people" thing. If only every scar could resolve so easily...)

I don't mean to say that my carrying it around while I do my activist thing is equivalent at all to the Best Outcome Ever, but it does focus me sometimes...earlier this week on the phones was, like, Psychos on parade...It might have been easy to quit. But I might have had to face you about it, and, soft spot or not, it might have taken more than virtual blowing in your ear to get past all that

Re: still blows my mind...

Date: 2022-11-22 10:30 pm (UTC)
chicating: I have a new dragon (Default)
From: [personal profile] chicating
Goddamn, do you think I took enough words to say "Did too."
No wonder neighborhood kids never really "got" me.
But you do.
Sometimes, that's a reason I worry for you.

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