Resurrection
Here, where the dumb and stalwart ox
raised halls of common sense
with towers of heavenly rocks,
on debris new thing stands.
A heifer, red or tangerine,
or golden like fool’s gold:
the trademark of the stranger’s dream,
New Order to behold.
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Thus, sons of parents valiant, free
agreed to be enslaved,
and masters of great perfidy
were dancing on the grave.
Vile passions were unleashed at length,
yet no one took the blame,
but some who had a little strength
had not denied the Name.
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And in the darkness, gloom untold
the ancient light has shone:
an angel of forgotten Lord
rolled back the burial stone.