Monday, August 6, 2012

The Best of Times, the Worst of Times

O my God, I wonder why you tolerate us.
Today we have reached into the stars...
and we have killed our brothers in prayer.
We have tested our strength in sport...
and we have hoisted our power in war.
We preach your holy insistence on love...
yet we insist foremost on our love of self.
Will you now harden your heart against us
and hide your eyes from our vain misery?
Let the cries of the dead and the abused
bear witness against our masochistic ego.  

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